Wood, American Gothic
And this:
Seurat, A Sunday on La Grande Jatte
And this too:
van Gogh, The Poet's Garden
I could have stood and stared at van Gogh's work all day. Many of the paintings were off display due to renovations, but we still saw Pissaros, Monets, Giffords, and a bunch of others I can't think of right now.
Yeah. I know embarassingly little about art. But still--culture! Grown-up time! (Even though the kids were there and quite loud and not even a little bit patient. I'm so used to people staring and/or giving me dirty looks it doesn't even faze me anymore.)
*happy sigh* It was heaven.
3 comments:
So good to see you are writing again! This would be a lot of fun...
Hey Niesja!
It was a blast. It's nice to live somewhere rural but still be close enough to a big city that we can pick up and go when the mood strikes.
I like your blog
Post a Comment