Santa Monica Museum of Art, located in what used to be a former rail station and industrial complex. My previous visits to Bergamot Station were during normal daytime hours, and it was fairly deserted on both occasions. On this night, however, the complex was packed full of cars and teeming with meandering visitors. The museum and most of the galleries were open for viewing. It was a pretty hopping event, and there were gourmet food trucks, a dj rocking out, carolers, and random people in costume. A karaoke machine was set up for anyone who wanted to belt out a tune (anyone who did got 10% off at the museum store!). Everyone seemed in a good mood and happy to be there to look at and to purchase art.
Crêpes Bonaparte food truck. We ordered both savory crêpes ("SouthWestern Spice" for me; "In Da Club" for her) and dessert crêpes ("PCH" and "Spicy Apple Bottom"). The truck got my savory crêpe order wrong, and I ended up with what I'm guessing was the "Baby Bleu." It was okay, but I was annoyed. However, the desserts, which we shared, were delicious. If I must judge, PCH (peanut butter/Nutella/banana) was much better than the Spicy Apple Bottom (cooked cinnamon apple/caramel/whipped cream).
So what of the art? It was eclectically interesting and ranged from the cool to the funny to the "wtf." As expected, I liked some works and didn't like others. Likewise, I thought I understood some pieces and were baffled by others. I did not purchase anything (as if I could afford it!).
|the cool...live plants growing in a car planter!|
|the funny--"most fuel efficient car," it had pedals for sweat-powered locomotion|
|the wtf--Romeo & Juliet by way of stuffed, real canaries|
We spent a solid couple hours at Bergamot, and I think we were able to visit most, if not all, of the galleries within that time. I enjoyed my evening, and my friend said the same. We plan on coming again when there is another open house, whenever that might be. Next time, however, my friend will be the designated driver.
|"hand" soap bidding adieu|