I'm telling you, this new exhibit at The National Gallery had me feeling all sorts of weird
... I mean, Saint Cecilia? She's just chillin' there, like a bland-faced saint or whatever
. And the way they're making it all about how women were controlled and manipulated in art history is like, totally spot on
. It's like, we need to be having these conversations, you know? About how our culture can be super oppressive and stuff.
But what really got me was that Sean Scully's paintings are all about his personal struggles with loss and breakdown
... I mean, I get it, art is a way of processing emotions and all that jazz, but it's like, we're not going to shy away from talking about the hard stuff, right?
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And can we talk about Ian McKellen lip-syncing to LS Lowry's audio tapes
? That was some next-level weirdness right there
. I mean, I'm all for pushing boundaries and exploring new ideas, but this was just...wow.
I mean, who needs therapy when you have Saint Cecilia's bland face staring at you, right? 
And what's up with Trump attacking museums and galleries? Is he trying to silence the voices of the art world or just trolling us? 
. And don't even get me started on Trump's rantin' about museums - it's like, dude, you're the one who's always makin' weird art outta nothing 
. Anyway, I loved Ming Wong's work at The National Gallery, his vibes were super eerie and fascinating 
. And that photograph series Homo Mobilis? That's some next-level stuff, what do u guys think is more revealin' about us - our cars or our emotions? 
