Sometimes staring at lines can be a little tricky and it takes a trained eye and patient mind to understand that there really is depth in the simplest of things. It’s the process of discovering that adds the depth and meaning, and the fact that you spent a certain amount of time figuring things out when you could be eating chocolate.
Sometimes you have to just realize that art is meant to be looked at for the sake of looking at it. And that really is all. Then you move on.
The Musée des Beaux Arts, better known as Montreal’s Museum of Fine Art, is a wonder. Amid the homeostasis-inducing ending to Midterm Madness and the gradually dawning realization that final exams are just a month away, it is difficult to know how to feel. At least that’s the way it is for me, sitting awkwardly in this transition period (although I currently just sit at a desk late on a Friday night instead of going out like any normal student…). What better way to absolve this unnecessary uncomforted with a trip to the finely-curated (not to mention free) exhibits at the museum? And while you’re at it, don’t forget to stop along the way to take pictures. It’s an excuse to put your favourite party dress on with a pair of sneakers, and I had to wear this beautiful piece from Keepsake the Label’s new collection. It was very Audrey-esque, with its longer hem line, form-fittedness and the ability to impress with minimal effort. All I was missing were the pearls, cigarette holder, and satin gloves, and I could have had myself a little breakfast at Tiffany’s, which was just one block East. Oh, and a croissant. But that one is easy, with the Cafe des Beaux Arts located on the second floor. Thoroughly amusing.