So yesterday after school, me and my girlfriend went down to some local shops to grab a bit to eat. We bought some chips and sat down. Then I glanced across the street through the window of the shop and looked at the leisure centre (pools and gym and crap).

Around it was a temporary fence so I assumed they were doing some construction of some sort. Then I noticed the funniest thing. My mouth started twitching. I couldn’t control it. There, straight across the road on the fence, was the name of the company.

HOOKER COCKRAM

No joke. It was one of the funniest things I’ve seen in a while. What made it even funnier was that it was at a leisure centre and there was a sign that said safety vest must be worn at all times. By safety vest, they mean condom of course. Because every intelligent person uses a condom when they RAM THEIR COCK INTO A HOOKER.

Hooker Cockram

Today I went to the Sydney National Art gallery place and the Museum of Contemporary Art once again with school. Now, I don’t know about you, but I think art these days is completely different. I’m going to assume you’ve all already realised this is a fact anyway. Some works, to me, don’t even seem like art. They appear to be a pile of nothing.

I really like a lot of the old paintings from around the 1800’s. Those were beautiful. These days, great artworks are few and far between. Though some are very different, I really seem to enjoy certain installations.

For instance, today at the Museum of Contemporary Art, there was one installation which striked my fancy. You walked through a curtain into a room which was dimly lit. Jimi Hendrix was playing and slides of him were being projected onto all the walls. There were large, fancy hammocks strewn across the room. The lazy atmosphere flew throughout you and created a senseless feeling. For ages, I lay there with my girlfriend, the hammock rocking slightly. We were one with the artwork.

At the National Art Gallery, there was one installation also which I liked a lot. It was a dark room, illumintated slightly by black lights. There were white strings which glowed blue (due to the black lights) around the room arranged in a grid like pattern which occasionally moved from side to side.  Now that was awesome. It felt like I was in some computer or a dream.

It’s hard to find good modern art at times, but these two installations caught my attention.

Bye for now.