Art All Around

Art is everywhere in Buenos Aires. There is a beautiful fountain at the end of our street, a large tile mosaic across the street from a neighborhood coffee house, and sculptures large and small in plazas, parks, and in front of residential and office buildings. (Oh, and dancing on the streets -- a forthcoming post.)

Husband and I were walking home the other night after seeing a film of Puccini's "La Boheme" opera, comparing different versions and formats that we had seen: Baz Lurhmann's Broadway production, "Rent," and opera productions in New York, Sydney, and Columbus.

A block from home we had to walk around a pile of trash and a stack of stuff outside an apartment building. Clearly an artist or designer (or an ex-boyfriend or girlfriend of one) had vacated an apartment and dumped their "trash" on the sidewalk.

We picked up four decent oil paintings on canvas and five storyboards for a fashion design project. Our furnished apartment lacks art, so we were delighted with the find.

Everything was aside for a couple of days so I could determine if they had been urinated on by a dog. They smell okay, so the new acquisitions will go on the walls as soon as I figure out where to buy nails and a hammer.