Warm hands, cold heart.

I read a Cometbus story about where one his punx friends was having a rager or something for his birthday, but instead of going to the party he went to some community picnic or fete or something in his local park. His reason was that you always hear of the government or the council shutting down public amenites and building apartments or offices which is ok by some respects. Like people need a place to live and places to close merger deals with big investors. But when looking back on the things that were closed, it's usually in regret like "I wish I used it more, what a shame" or something, and he was like trying to appreciate the cool things in his hood before they were taken away which is pretty cool I think. Like he could go to loads of parties and have fun at all of them but he could go his whole life without meeting anyone living around him. Like the old cinderella song goes, "you don't know what you got (till it's gone), well unless you try and approach what you got in this mentality. If the park in Shankill was turned into a giant whatever, I'd probably think "This sucks, I never used it" and I don't really use it much now. Sometimes I go for walks or whatever but not really when it's cold outside.

The message in Cometbus' story has kind of stuck in my mind so I made an effort to appreciate the cool free things by going to the art Gallery on a little date with Alice during my massive five hour Monday lunch break. I've been a few times, like when I'm in town on my own and have some time to waste. But I've never really went with someone, so it was loads of fun. I don't think either of us have a really sophisticated appreciation of paintings but there was one by A dutch painter called Goevart Flink of Santa Claus on his throne touching the king brain which is how he knows who is naughty and who is nice and things like that. I just think it's kind of cute that a grown man believes in santa.



You can't really see it because even though I resized the picture it's gone back small, but the big brain has a crown on it. The lady in blue is just there for scenery, she doesn't mean anything really and the gold lady is an Elf. There was a nudey painting of Cupid and his girlfriend as well which was pretty nice.

To find out about Goevart Flink and get a picture of the santa paiting I had to email the Gallery with a lame description asking them to look around for it because I'd forgotton the name and the guy didn't mind so I guess that don't have much to do so don't feel bad about littering or rearranging paitings and sculptures.