So Dan, Ian and I went to the opening of Urs Fischer's show at the gallery where we were joined by the lovely Margherita and Marco. I have to say that I wouldn't be surprised if my artistic streak came out from hanging out with all of these artist types! Anyway, the exhibition was very cool. That guy may be onto something.
His materpiece, or at least the highlight of the show, was this life size house made out of bread. The man gave new meaning to the words "food and shelter".
Urs Fischer's masterpiece: A house built with bread. The
roof was made of focaccia, the columns of baguette, and
the walls were mini-baguettes I guess :)
I would have taken more pictures, but I got in trouble.
Oh and apparently, Dan's striking resemblance to Joey Fatone wasn't in his imagination. He got stalked all over the gallery by this crazy woman with a camcorder who kept calling him a liar because he wouldn't admit to being Joey Fatone. hahahahaha
After that experience, it was necessary that we ate and drank the way God intended us to: We went to Caliente Cab and had tacos and caipirinhas. Mr. Fabian didn't turn up until like 1am and well, while we did our thing, he was over at the Whiskey Blue lounge, where he claims he didn't have a good time. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!