Probably, it would be worthwhile to become like some kind of guidebook and give a couple of slippery assessments that can be interpreted for all 360 degrees. Depict attempts to comprehend what he saw. Comment as neutrally as possible and, after degreasing your assessment, present it as a universal solution for art lovers aged 17 to 62, an audience of both sexes with a slight bias towards the female side.
Hand over all this under the sauce of the author's dissatisfaction with life, which shared the torment of a tormented universe. To convey a verbal portrait of the artist with a detached look peering into the distance of centuries with the look that Renaissance artists usually betray their semi-divine heroes.
But…. None of this will happen. I cannot remain independent in my assessments, because I feel the burden of responsibility for my own compositions. Therefore, to be honest, I did not like the museum.
No, this does not mean that you should not go here at all. Firstly, you can admire the building itself, which is magnificent, the courtyard and the royal park in the French style, immersed in the greenery of chestnut trees. Secondly, you can still visit one small exhibition that tells about the purpose of this institution - the royal hospital and later a nursing home for war veterans. Such an Irish improvisation on a Napoleonic theme with Les Invalides. Thirdly, to refute all my sudden conclusions and declare that the author is ridiculous, or "with such critics, soon such masterpieces as Malevich's Square will be called meager fantasy with a lack of consumables. "
One of the oldest Irish buildings dating back to 1648 is located on the very edge of the city. Many overlook it by making an earlier stop at the Guinness factory.
To share a bouquet of inner sensations that boiled the blood in pulsating streams. To capture the high thoughts and subtle feelings of the artist, splashing out on a pristine canvas.
I was ready to listen, absorb, absorb and cry if the situation required it. But in the end, my entire basket of emotions, prepared for visiting the museum, remained unspent. Even taking into account my implacable distaste for modern art, which, oddly enough, is so similar to my daughter's preschool variations of warming up with colored pencils.
The map of exhibitions did not come in handy for me at all. I wanted to use it at least to find a toilet, but even here my intuition helped faster.
The few extravagant paintings and other pieces of art in the main building are complemented by a separate exhibition by a Portuguese master in a separate building.
There are sculptures made of paper, graphite, stone and metal. This exhibition is already closer to the earth and normal people.
After such a light contact with contemporary art, I wanted air, space and real emotions. Sterile emptiness, depressing reflection and fatigue from disappointment drove me to the green oasis of the formal park surrounding the building. A gift for visiting was a picture of a helicopter descending nearby. I and several other preschool children rushed to the landing site for distillation. Of course, I was the first and only one who also filmed all this.
Tuesday - Friday: 11.30 - 17.30
Saturday: 10.00 – 17.30
Sunday: 12.00 – 17.00
the entrance is free
Royal Hospital, Military Road,
Kilmainham, Dublin 8
imma. ie
based on materials from my site samtyr. en
Hand over all this under the sauce of the author's dissatisfaction with life, which shared the torment of a tormented universe. To convey a verbal portrait of the artist with a detached look peering into the distance of centuries with the look that Renaissance artists usually betray their semi-divine heroes.
But…. None of this will happen. I cannot remain independent in my assessments, because I feel the burden of responsibility for my own compositions. Therefore, to be honest, I did not like the museum.
No, this does not mean that you should not go here at all. Firstly, you can admire the building itself, which is magnificent, the courtyard and the royal park in the French style, immersed in the greenery of chestnut trees. Secondly, you can still visit one small exhibition that tells about the purpose of this institution - the royal hospital and later a nursing home for war veterans. Such an Irish improvisation on a Napoleonic theme with Les Invalides. Thirdly, to refute all my sudden conclusions and declare that the author is ridiculous, or "with such critics, soon such masterpieces as Malevich's Square will be called meager fantasy with a lack of consumables. "
One of the oldest Irish buildings dating back to 1648 is located on the very edge of the city. Many overlook it by making an earlier stop at the Guinness factory.
To share a bouquet of inner sensations that boiled the blood in pulsating streams. To capture the high thoughts and subtle feelings of the artist, splashing out on a pristine canvas.
I was ready to listen, absorb, absorb and cry if the situation required it. But in the end, my entire basket of emotions, prepared for visiting the museum, remained unspent. Even taking into account my implacable distaste for modern art, which, oddly enough, is so similar to my daughter's preschool variations of warming up with colored pencils.
The map of exhibitions did not come in handy for me at all. I wanted to use it at least to find a toilet, but even here my intuition helped faster.
The few extravagant paintings and other pieces of art in the main building are complemented by a separate exhibition by a Portuguese master in a separate building.
There are sculptures made of paper, graphite, stone and metal. This exhibition is already closer to the earth and normal people.
After such a light contact with contemporary art, I wanted air, space and real emotions. Sterile emptiness, depressing reflection and fatigue from disappointment drove me to the green oasis of the formal park surrounding the building. A gift for visiting was a picture of a helicopter descending nearby. I and several other preschool children rushed to the landing site for distillation. Of course, I was the first and only one who also filmed all this.
Tuesday - Friday: 11.30 - 17.30
Saturday: 10.00 – 17.30
Sunday: 12.00 – 17.00
the entrance is free
Royal Hospital, Military Road,
Kilmainham, Dublin 8
imma. ie
based on materials from my site samtyr. en
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