We went to guest services where we met Bill and Lisa (or maybe her name was Lisa-Beth). They made us our guest badges for the fesitval and we chatted for a little bit before we got on our way to the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
I'm so glad we got untimed VIP passes. Nearly everyone had to check their bags and coats at one of the check-ins. Tickets were organized by hours. Shows were at 10, 11, 12, etc. People would line up and their line would get so many people at a time to get through.
We were told to go to the other side of the marble pillars. We had our tickets torn, were given audi tour equipment and told to enjoy the exhibit. There were twenty galleries of Dali's work. My three favorites were Figure at a Window of his sister, My Wife, Looking Naked at Her Own Body and Gala's Christ (left and right panels). When viewed with special glasses, the paintings of Gala's Christ appear to be one painting. I was amazed at how brilliant the colors of the paintings are after all of these years.
We got something to drink and then looked at some of the other collections. My husband got see a Vermeer called Young Woman Seated at the Virginals. My husband found some Van Gogh's also. His favorite was Wheat Field in the Rain. He made sure I knew about the Sunflowers painting. They have quite a large Duchamp collection. About two or three rooms are dedicated to Marcel and his brothers. Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors wasn't anything impressive to me. It didn't get it. I wondered if he meant to break the glass like that and was delighted to find it was the result of an accident during shipping. He pieced the glass together again. We found an area with a door set into a brick archway. It was a piece titled The Waterfall which someone was looking at... it can only been seen through two peepholes in the wooden door. After the man walked away he said, "That's messed up." My husband was stunned speechless. I was wondering if looking would be a good idea or not. I looked and thought, "Look at that pretty waterfall. You can see the water move." The guard asked us our thoughts on it later and she made the comment, "That's something you might see on CSI."
At the festival we saw Chased by Dreams which was a bit of a yawn. We saw Pink Ribbon, a documentary about the Japanese pornographic movie industry. Apparently the industry is not as strong as it used to be. The horror director, Kiyoshi Kurosawa, got his start making movies with the industry as did several other directors. Kurosawa is such a nice man; we've seen him at the Toronto International Film Festival several times. His movies scare the bejeezus out of me. Next we saw L'Amant which was a bit boring. I kept wondering when something would happen. The last movie we saw was Survive Style 5+ which was the highlight. I laughed and laughed.