X.
Yesterday I spent in Aix-En-Provance. We call it X. That is how you are supposed to say it. We left at 8am and came back at 11pm. It was a long day - walking the whole time. Visited a Chagall exhibit - comepleately of his prints. Half lithograph and half copper etching. I took a printmaking class last year and having taking it really makes me appriciate the work I saw. It was increadible. And many of the series were produced within one year. He must have been crazy. There were three sections. One was his peotry, one was illistrating the Oddysee and the last were biblical illistrations. The Samson reminded me of Sam. He is totally Samson.
After the Chagall we headed to a church. We went to the Granite Musee. No pictures allowed. There were a lot of these massve stone (marble, plaster, granite) sculptures. Just huge. Quite a few of them reminded me of Jason - he's classic. In one hallway there were this bust all lined up about eye-level so when you turn the corner there are all these white faces facing forward and one darkly painted Arabian man turned to look right at you - FREAKY. But really cool and smart.
My favorite thing about looking at all the art and churches is that what I learned in Art History really is true. When they tell you certain characteristics of a time period they really are ALL done that way. Every piece or work (sculpture, painting, architecture) looks exactly like the pieces I had to study. That is so new to see. I found this especially true in the big churches. They all look the same and are very typical of when they were built. I have not found this before because in the US all the buildings are way to new to be influenced by these styles. At best they are a revival period.
It was so much fun to see all of it. We weaved in and out of shops along the way (of course). The goal was to get to the Tapestry Musee and Chezanne's studio before it closed but that didn't happen. At the Tapestry Musee they were having a concert so we paid and stayed to listen for an hour. It was classical. Armenian groups. Informalish. People everywhere. They just set up in a hallway (a large hallway). The acustics where amazing! I don't think there was any amplification necessary. The hour and half we spent there just few right by. It was so nice to sit - I sketched and wrote - while listening to the amazing music. My appriciation and admiration of music has just quadruapaled.
The page from my sketchbook - no Picasso! (I'm going to his museum next week in Barcelona!)
The tuba player really reminded me of Lewis - I think it was charming eyes. As did some of the sculptures - he's also a classic.
Zachary - I know his birthday is next week and thought of him and Josiah when I saw an X-man II comic book in the Market. I'll have to figure something out - a thirteenth birthday just can't be overlooked.
On the way back we rode in a VW Eurovan (or whatever they are called) - that is the style we should adopt for a family car. Side to side seats (roomy seats) in three rows - so you can fit 9 passengers (the whole family and room for Fred up front!). I really like European car designs much better.
Okay, so now I'm going to do something with the rest of my day. Some stitching and research. I really need to take a look at all the Survey of Western Art two stuff I've forgot before we get into any more museums. And I need to read up on Picasso and Dali. Wednesday morning at 4am we leave for Barcelona! I haven't decided whether to go to bed early or just stay up and sleep on the train. And if I should leave my laptop here so I can travel light. (I have 2.75 gigs of memory card space - about 1,700 photos).
That's it doing stuff now.
I'm not sure as to what the Tattooed man had written on his other fingers - we'll say it's LOVE just to make it cooler.
Yesterday I spent in Aix-En-Provance. We call it X. That is how you are supposed to say it. We left at 8am and came back at 11pm. It was a long day - walking the whole time. Visited a Chagall exhibit - comepleately of his prints. Half lithograph and half copper etching. I took a printmaking class last year and having taking it really makes me appriciate the work I saw. It was increadible. And many of the series were produced within one year. He must have been crazy. There were three sections. One was his peotry, one was illistrating the Oddysee and the last were biblical illistrations. The Samson reminded me of Sam. He is totally Samson.
After the Chagall we headed to a church. We went to the Granite Musee. No pictures allowed. There were a lot of these massve stone (marble, plaster, granite) sculptures. Just huge. Quite a few of them reminded me of Jason - he's classic. In one hallway there were this bust all lined up about eye-level so when you turn the corner there are all these white faces facing forward and one darkly painted Arabian man turned to look right at you - FREAKY. But really cool and smart.
My favorite thing about looking at all the art and churches is that what I learned in Art History really is true. When they tell you certain characteristics of a time period they really are ALL done that way. Every piece or work (sculpture, painting, architecture) looks exactly like the pieces I had to study. That is so new to see. I found this especially true in the big churches. They all look the same and are very typical of when they were built. I have not found this before because in the US all the buildings are way to new to be influenced by these styles. At best they are a revival period.
It was so much fun to see all of it. We weaved in and out of shops along the way (of course). The goal was to get to the Tapestry Musee and Chezanne's studio before it closed but that didn't happen. At the Tapestry Musee they were having a concert so we paid and stayed to listen for an hour. It was classical. Armenian groups. Informalish. People everywhere. They just set up in a hallway (a large hallway). The acustics where amazing! I don't think there was any amplification necessary. The hour and half we spent there just few right by. It was so nice to sit - I sketched and wrote - while listening to the amazing music. My appriciation and admiration of music has just quadruapaled.
The page from my sketchbook - no Picasso! (I'm going to his museum next week in Barcelona!)
The tuba player really reminded me of Lewis - I think it was charming eyes. As did some of the sculptures - he's also a classic.
Zachary - I know his birthday is next week and thought of him and Josiah when I saw an X-man II comic book in the Market. I'll have to figure something out - a thirteenth birthday just can't be overlooked.
On the way back we rode in a VW Eurovan (or whatever they are called) - that is the style we should adopt for a family car. Side to side seats (roomy seats) in three rows - so you can fit 9 passengers (the whole family and room for Fred up front!). I really like European car designs much better.
Okay, so now I'm going to do something with the rest of my day. Some stitching and research. I really need to take a look at all the Survey of Western Art two stuff I've forgot before we get into any more museums. And I need to read up on Picasso and Dali. Wednesday morning at 4am we leave for Barcelona! I haven't decided whether to go to bed early or just stay up and sleep on the train. And if I should leave my laptop here so I can travel light. (I have 2.75 gigs of memory card space - about 1,700 photos).
That's it doing stuff now.
I'm not sure as to what the Tattooed man had written on his other fingers - we'll say it's LOVE just to make it cooler.
That all sounds amazing! I'm so jealous of the Chagall exhibit. And Picasso, and the churches you're seeing, and the concert, and EVERYTHING :)
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