Again, yet another amazing showcase of Art at the National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne.
Not my favourite collection of works, but nonetheless I appreciated it.
Max Beckmann's works were incredible. A whole room dedicated to the artist was a top curatorial decision.
It still astounds me, however, that people will stand in front of an artwork for 15 minutes just because it's Renoir or Picasso and they seem to think that spending that amount of time will help them better grasp what the artist is communicating. Essentially they dislike the work. How odd.
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