But we live and we learn, but the high cost of rent in the world's major cities dictates.
I live in, let's say, an economically challenged area of Rome, many of whose inhabitants are not known for their sophistication.
I particularly hate a lot of the people in the neighbour hood if you want me to be honest.
Last night, a new nominee for my Dislike campaign received my vote; the woman who lives on the third floor in the building opposite mine. She routinely clears her table each night, and bats her tablecloth out of her window, letting the debris (including paper serviettes) simply fall to the street (our street) below. She watched with the kind of detatched fascination that most people watch snow falling as the grubby bits of paper simply floated down onto the street.
These two analagies came to mind when I got to thinking about one of the things that I actually do appreciate about my area. The Wunderkammern, a groovy little artspace that opened on the otherside of the tracks, about a five minute walk from my place.
I've seen a few interesting shows there; not an easy feat in a space that has very limited opening hours; but increasingly, I am growing to love the approach and the program that seems to be unfolding.
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Anyway, last week I tried to get to the opening of the latest exhibition at my little Wunderkammern (students of art theory will immediately get the little in joke of the place's name), and lo and behold, my personal little local space was OVERTHROWN with visitors. There was a line snaking around the corner of the block to see the Living Layers exhibit by renowned artist Mark Jenkins.
I hopped back on my scooter and went off into the night, a little peeved that I would have had to queue to get into my space, but honestly chuffed for the space, that the opening was going so well. Then I got to thinking about why it was doing so well all of a sudden.
Previous exhibitions haven't had the benefit of many marquee names. I remember I first discovered the space by way of a residency program that Space Invader was carrying out there, and an associated exhibition brought me out to the space, but since then, the exhibitions have been fun, thoughtful, but devoid of any big name drawcards.