This past week has been a difficult one, so last night I resolved to have a great Sunday. I discovered that the city's art museum was hosting an exhibition called
Frida & Diego and that a theatre just down the road was showing Oscar-nominated short films.
So, this morning, after making a delicious breakfast of Canadian bacon and eggs for everyone, I set off for my first stop: church. It's been a while since I've stepped foot into a church service, so I was a little (okay, a lot) apprehensive and worried that my cynicism would ruin my enjoyment of the morning... but I actually had a great time. Although I didn't know much of the music (yay for "modern worship" songs that all sound the same yet are different enough to
not be able to sing along), the pastor's message was wonderfully inspiring and
just what I needed to hear. He talked about great things coming from mustard seeds, and how we must be diligent in pursuing our dreams and goals. It was a stark reminder that our culture of IMMEDIACY will render us unable to accomplish anything, which is exactly what I'm afraid of in my own life. I have such high expectations of myself that I'm too afraid to move forward.
^ decorations for missions week
There were also two women --Maryam and Marziyeh-- from Iran who were interviewed at the end of the service. (I think it had been Missions Month at the church.) They had been in prison in Iran for distributing Bibles, and spoke about their experiences in one of Iran's most notorious prisons where most of the "free thinkers" (religious, political, medical, etc) were kept. They experienced loneliness, losing inmates to execution by the State, fear of rape and torture, and were constantly interrogated. Due to international support from Amnesty International, the United Nations, and several other organisations, these women were finally freed. The amazing thing is that they are
still interested in missions work and human rights in their home country!
Read an interview on
Elam / This was
Amnesty's page on them / See their
upcoming book.
My second stop was the High Museum of Art in Midtown. I had to go
sans my museum-buddy Anna Rich, who, ever since our trip to Scotland (most notably Edinburgh and its endless amounts of museums, which I dreaded at the time) has been coaxing me into becoming more of an art enthusiast. I was really excited to see work by Frida Kahlo ever since we learned about her and Rivera in my Gr. 10 Spanish class. I spent all of last night researching and watching videos on them, re-familiarising myself with their stories. Kahlo's work intrigues me because not only was she entirely self-taught, she painted a lot of pieces that represented her personal suffering: her spinal injury, miscarriages, and tumultuous relationship with her husband Diego Rivera. Their political views are also deeply interesting to me.
Here were my two favourite paintings from the exhibit, one from each Diego and Rivera.
I'll tell you about my third stop, the Midtown Art Cinema, the next time I post. :)