If I could I would stay here for the rest of my life.
The thought of going back to Europe and its winter is not an appealing thought.
I spent my last days doing the most suitable activity to women and tourists: shopping!
I did not buy much for myself, just a couple of scarves and books on Aboriginal culture and history.
The rest of the money went to presents for family and friends.
I walked a lot around Sydney.. it is such a beautiful place! I visited three museums (all of them free): photography, history of Aboriginal people and early European settlers, contemporary art (interesting and funny). Me and my dad we had a quite heated up discussion on the definition of art.. according to him contemporary art is not art at all.. “Anything can be art.. even a broken pot!” It was not easy trying to make him understand that art is about imagination and interpretation of the world around us. His conception of art stops with Michelangelo or Leonardo da Vinci or Canova. In the last few weeks I have realised that my dad is developing a conservative view of society. I need to get him back on track.
Last night, while smoking a cigarette, I heard a plane flying above my head... I felt sad and cold inside. I should consider myself lucky cos at least I had the chance to come to and travel around Australia. But it is so unfair having to leave it!
I am not ready for scarves, gloves and heavy jumpers.. I need sun, sand, sea, watermelon, bright colours and light…
I keep on taking pictures.. I suppose that is my way of keeping with me as much as I can of this country.
Leaving Europe was the best thing could happen to me and I don’t want to go back to my old life.
Unfortunately I have to. I will bring a few changes to it.
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