i saw my heart yesterday. it looked like a ghost.
{i get to have an echocardiogram once a year. it's a kind of date with my insides.}
then i took my cousin to the art gallery.
i'm not completely sure that it's ok to take pictures in an art gallery.
what's done is done though.
i'm in a little bit of a hazy soup brain mood. i might possibly actually be dreaming, and then i might wake up tomorrow morning which, in my dream, is now, and this post won't have even ever been written. in that case, i'll write it in the then.
either way, you are reading it now, and that is the point.
but, actually, the point is not that.
the point isn't anything.
because the point has been swallowed up whole by the great whale shark that is my soup brain, because the point is swimming away through the shadowy waters, because the point has been digested and is at the bottom of the soup brain sea.
i can't help it.
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I never know whether I can take photos in galleries or museums, either. Even when there are signs saying it's okay. Because they always say it's only okay in some rooms and I can never figure out which. And then I'm surrounded by people taking photos... and am still too paranoid to do the same...
(babble over)
hahah who even knows?? i just figure, they're crappy cell phone pictures. what harm is there in that? ...
I wonder if pictures in a museum and art gallery are ok, because I have seen them on other people's blogs before. I think you are in the clear :) ha. I hope your heart looked good besides being all ghost like :)
haha, PHEW. and thanks, i thought it was beautiful, but i get the dr's opinion next month. :)
Pretty much follow the signs and/or what the curators say when it comes to taking pictures. The reason that you can't sometimes (usually around paintings) is that the camera flash reacts to chemicals in the paint and the pigment deteriorates. So turn your flash off and you should be fine, unless they explicitly say no photography at all. :)
i've heard that about the flash--my cell phone doesn't have flash. and there were no signs. so i just figured...hey.
Damn, I love the way your write.
I took some cell phone photographs in a lovely antique shop, today, and the proprietor got all itchy about it. You can never tell where photos are okay and where, no.
Luck navigating your soup brain sea.
I love art gallerys that are mostly empty. They're all silent and air conditioned cold.
amber: aw thanks. :)
suze: those are the people who make me afraid to take pictures anytime there's a roof over my head. i once got in trouble for taking a picture of my friend trying on a weird had in ardenes. the lady pretty much escorted us to the entrance and made us leave. lame.
elly: ME TOO. amen.
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