· When Tony Collins said I practically started living in Heide Museum so comfortable I feel there on their grounds as if it was so mine: the place, the forest around the modern look architecture and the art art art, he was 100 right... I walked today there again and while lying on the ground watching the skies passing by I thought: I am coming here on Tuesday when there is less people than on weekends and I set up a smallest tent here and get my computer in and the dogs out on the leashes to bark at squirrels... oh sorry again.. those different ones, that look like squirrels that Australians do not like at all as they surround the trees with plastic making poor animals lose their inhabitants : THEY WERE HERE FIRST in Melbourne, before us, people! The ones who came late should shut the doors, not get rid of possums!
Anyway... making my short story long again... Heide Museum I like only because of it its service at the cafe... no.. .lies again.. only because of their run and raisins ice cream- we are getting to the truth very fast, Natasha... faster this time..
My first exhibition to visit there is Heide Museum: TERMINUS JESS JOHNSON AND SIMON WARD
I walk in... I do not know what to expect... the floors and walls, are covered with strangely looking art: more like fractals, there are fashion mannequins, there are tapestry art pieces, images again framed, unframed... what is this? One of the girls at the museum exhibition halls approaches me and gently asks: do you know what it is? it is a virtual art... would you like me to offer you the 3D computer glasses and you should seat down please miss as your experience will be very dizzy. I submit... I did not want to see it but I will try...
She gently places the goggles on my eyes and the film starts... wait... where am I? Is it all happening here, around me or is it inside my head? I am surrounded by endless labyrinth s pouring one into another, pink deer, men performing gym tricks, walls turn into ceilings and floors into walls, my head is spinning, the images change one after another and I keep walking where the .artist vision takes me... I am mezmirised... It takes 5 min for the film to finish.. I get addicted and move to another "goggle" stand .. i think I know how to put the glasses and the head piece on. Only to see what is next?
One more labyrinth... It is a sun rise.. It is a gorgeous palace , I am inside of it... The fire bowls are burning... People walking. I fall somewhere... or where was it?.. .It finishes already... but I want more... I feel my computer game will never finish and these topological wonders with everlasting lollipops, tarantulas, crabs, blue and while colored worms, women's legs, falling down pineapples, raising from no where building columns and space metamorphosis will be chasing me forever.. Erkin and Andrew , how did you guys survive this? I mean how did you survive the real world after that beauty inside us? That real world presented to us by Tronald Dump I mean... I felt like this computer generated hologram read my night dreams... This game has no name but this name has the game. If I had to choose what to be in that world I would be Natasha... or sorry.. in the other one: The Eye. The one observing what it creates. Many beauties!
But the fun has finished up with the equation, in complex formula wrapping up in "this" equal to "that".. The exhibition ended... I highly recommend you all to see it but watch the Botanical one after and go for a short stroll in the forest around the property of Heide Museum,,, as driving might be very dangerous after the computer dreams...
Note: I could have written all of the above from the perspective of the art expert ... As I am not the one I have chosen to write following the eyes of the common exhibition visitor... and well, come along with your family and kids - the latter will looooooove the technology... It is their world as they still remember it from the source. ... My nest exhibition...