I went downtown again today with my friend to see some art galleries for my Art Project.
Unfortunately, all but one small gallery was closed at 5, an hour after I get out of work. Thing is, it takes us an hour to get there. So we were basically screwed. Anyways, we were lucky enough to find that one small gallery, the size of a modern kitchen (no, it was not in a kitchen, but you get the idea). Since it was part of out project to talk with the artist, I later found out that he used to live around my place, which is surprising since I live in one of those sub-urban cities. Close to the city, but yet away from it. I didn't get the chance to talk as much, but that was alright. I loved some of his art pieces, and learned that he traveled around the world. It was an interesting experience.