Tuesday, March 31, 2009

First Impressions #3 - Who's that Girl?


A famous painter once said of her, "This woman's work is exceptional. Too bad she's not a man." She was the subject of many of his paintings, but once she married his brother Eugene she never again sat for him.

In 1864 she exhibited at the esteemed Paris Salon.

Cherchez la femme.

German Film






















I see that two of my blogging freundin, Willow and Anna at Mit Herz und Hand, have been talking about German films today. I thought I’d better jump into the fray. The German movies in my collection are as follows:

Mostly Martha, a food and relationship movie, is one of my all-time favourites in any language. I just want to crawl up and live inside this film. An obsessed chef becomes the guardian of her niece and a zesty Italian helps her see the light and relax. There is an Americanization of Mostly Martha called No Reservations. While the American film follows the movie verbatim, the German version is much more real. This film also introduced me to the great music of Paolo Conte. The movie stars Martina Gedeck and the gorgeous Italian Sergio Castellitto. Marry me!

Run Lola Run, known as Lola Rennt, is so hip it hurts. It involves two young lovers, a theft (die tache! die tache!) and three possible endings. Oh, and lots of running. It’s different from any other movie I’ve seen. It stars Franca Potente and Moritz Bleibtreu.

Moritz (Pillows-for-Lips) Bleibtreu also stars in Im Juli. Serendipity leads a mild mannered teacher on the trip of a lifetime. This movie is really fun and edgy. If you watch it you will be deceived by the first 10 minutes, but stick to it.

What To Do In Case of Fire is the story of a group of happy-go-lucky German revolutionaries who left a bomb behind in 1980s Berlin only to have it explode 10 years later when everyone has gone on with their lives to various degrees of success. I’m a push-over for an ensemble cast. This film features the sternly handsome Til Schweiger who I saw at the Frankfurt airport!

Nirgendwo in Afrika – Nowhere in Afrika is a movie we first saw at our local repertory cinema. My son received it from us at Christmas. Willow did a good job describing it. I’ll send you over to her place.

We also own the complete Heimat series. This is an amazing tour-de-force. Made for TV, it chronicles the Simon family from 1918 to the mid-1990s. It was written and directed by Edgar Reitz and was made over 20 year span. It’s a big investment of time, but it’s a masterpiece.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Quimper Doesn't Rhyme With Wimper


I found a very useful website that actually has people pronouncing words for us in their native languages.

This pronunciation dictionary is called Forvo and apparently it has all the languages in the world pronounced by native speakers. Now I know that Gustave Caillebotte's last name is pronounced kigh buht and the French town of Quimper is camp air. I wouldn't want to embarrass myself, would I?

You should hear how they pronounce Giverny. Give it a go.
image taken from

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Year of the Bagatelle


Below I mentioned that for one or two Christmases the 3 of us made each other gifts in addition to the usual potlatch. This is when my Pupkin was still quite young.

One year my son and I made my husband a board game. Another time I made the Senior Pup the Mozart-themed shadow-box shown below. Once the Senior Pup made Pupkin an amazing Bagatelle game - kind of like a manual pin-ball with nails that made a pleasing plink plink plink as the wooden marbles fell between them.

The year of the Bagatelle (doesn't that sound great!) the two of them made me the elephant above out of leftover MDF. My son drew the design and my husband cut it out with his jigsaw and then my son sanded it and adorned it.

That's a gift I'll never forget!!

Above is a shadow box that I created for my husband one year when we decided to make each other Christmas presents.

I was over at A Thousand Clapping Hands and Catherine has shared with us the most wonderful shadow box. She created the exquisite cabinet herself, centering it on a postcard from the Paris restaurant Laperouse, circa 1927. My own attempt pales in comparison.

Another site that's worth visiting is Le Divan Fumoir Bohemian. Florizelle's blog from March 27th focused on the opening scene from Swedish film Fanny & Alexander featuring Alexander's minature candle-lit theatre. Florizelle's blog is in French and she finds the most amazing images that defy language. I urge you to take a look and scroll through a few pages.

Earth Hour


Did you participate in Earth Hour? Major cities and anyone that wanted to participate were urged to turn off the lights for 60 minutes between 8:30 and 9:30 local time.
We turned out the lights and took Jersey for a walk to see the effects and guess what - it didn't look any different from any other night.

A few other hopefuls were out with their children with flashlights in hand. Two teen-aged girls had candles in jars but disappointingly there was no difference. Three restaurants on my "top road" served dinner by candle-light. And our local repertory cinema delayed their second showing. Hats off to them. But the rest of the street was blazing away brightly. All shops had their marquees on AND interior lights. Needless to say that streetlights were on for safety.
According to City Hall the demand for electricity was down 15% for that time period but we didn't see any change in our neighbourhood.

I was a little perplexed as mine is a neighbourhood that had a 24-hour blackout in the middle of January. We know how to do DARK.

So hooray and thank you for those who did dim the lights. It wasn't that hard, was it?

Interesting Scraps




An Experiment with "Paint"


Saturday, March 28, 2009

Wo ist Waldo?






My liebling is in Munich for a few days. He has plenty of business meetings and schmoozing to keep him busy but he also has a lot of time on his hands. We are too old and disinterested to Twitter. We don't tweet. He won’t even use a mobile phone. So between the times when I can reach him on a land line, I wonder what he’s up to.

The Atzinger is a good bet. It’s a legendary student pub with a lively mixed clientele situated across from the Ludwig-Maximilians-Universität. The food is hardy; wurst abounds. I hear it’s been renovated and has a lovely new decor. Maybe they’ve had a change of staff too.

When the three of us were in the Atzinger in 2003, our waiter was large, red-faced and wore a wrestling belt/truss thing on the outside of his clothes. Despite his obvious German-ness, he looked exactly like a thug from an Ealing Comedy and wanted to tear our heads off. Whenever we said "Danke" for our beer or our meals, he’d yell "BITTE" in the most unusual and unconvincing manner. We spent most of that meal trying to determine what we’d done to piss him off. I don’t know if the Atzinger still has that student-bar feel but one good thing; it would be less smoky, since Germany passed the no-smoking rule in restaurants.

Atzinger, Schellingstr. 9, 80799 Munich, Phone 089/28 28 80. Open daily 10-3 clock

Maybe he’s across the road from the Atzinger at News Bar. News Bar is one of those kind of essential places that fills a niche. It’s got a wide ranging menu but I think when I was there with my son in 2006, all we had was onion soup and cream cheese on a bagel. I tried so hard to order our meals in German but our waiter was determined to take our orders in English. It’s a fairly comfortable, cosmopolitan place, that’s not too different from restaurants at home. It’s modern and it’s cool.

It’s called News Bar because they have at least three televisions tuned to news channels and a wide range of international newspapers and magazines displayed on the back wall. Akbar and Jeff are on the wall confessing their dislike for one another.

News Bar, Amalienstrasse 55 http://www.newsbarmunich.de

Now, I only have a passing relationship with the traditional Max Emanuel Brauerei on Adalbertstrasse. Will Waldo be there? I was there with him in 2005 and although it has a real Munich feel inside, my liebling, who has been there since, says it has an astonishing beer garden in its back court yard. I remember ice-cream. It’s been around for over 100 years so it’s seen a lot of stuff. Despite its being in the middle of Munich’s Schwabing neighbourhood it’s very quiet.

They also have a large dance floor in a separate room at the back. There are salsa classes there several nights of the week with Tango every Tuesday. When I excused myself to visit the WC I happened upon the dancers in the back room. Incongrous in this Bavarian beer hall, it felt like a scene from the Tango Lesson.

Max Emanuel Brauerei, Adalbertstraße 33, 80799 München www.max-emanuel-brauerei.de/

So where is my liebling; my Waldo? I’d say - first Max Emanuel, then the Atzinger, then News Bar. He’ll probably surprise me by going somewhere new. I hope so.

top picture: Atzinger, http://www.muenchenblogger.de/

middle: News Bar, http://www.pointoo.de/

bottom: Max Emanuel, http://www.max-emanuel-brauerei.de/

Friday, March 27, 2009

The Walled City




Two great historic images of Munich via www.alte-landkarten.de

Saturday Morning - Samstag Morgen


Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

The time in Munich is ten o'clock. The temperature this morning is six degrees Celsius and cloudy. Thank you for flying Air Canada / Star Alliance.


Guten Morgen, Damen und Herren.

Die Zeit in München ist zehn Uhr. Die Temperatur heute Morgen ist sechs Grad Celsius und wolkig. Vielen Dank, dass Sie für den Flug Air Canada / Star Alliance.

Yawn!!
Mein Liebling ist in München für 9 Tage. So traurig ...

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Theme Thursday - Mineral


Make Sure You Get Enough Vitamins and Cadmium Yellow

Vincent Van Gogh apparently ate paint straight from the tube and so did
Emily Carr’s monkey Woo. Maybe they were just looking to supplement their mineral intake.

Many pigments found in today’s oil or acrylic paints are synthetic or vegetable based but many are still based on minerals mined from the earth.

The making of paint was one of the earliest technologies humans developed. By using different coloured earth, or grinding soft rocks to a powder, multi-coloured images could be made. The colours found in prehistoric cave paintings come from
Red and Yellow Ochre; types of iron oxide. In Tutankhamen’s tomb, alongside the artifacts, a small paintbox was found containing powdered Gypsum, Orpiment, Hematite and Malachite.

The colour of paint is derived from the small coloured particles suspended in a carrier oil or a binder.

White pigments were made from lead which is now replaced by the less toxic zinc and titanium. The mineral
Cerussite was used to make lead paints that Queen Elizabeth I wore as a cosmetic.

Cadmium yellow is made from Cadmium Sulphide. The name Cadmium originates from the Greek kadmeia, meaning Cadmean earth which was first found near Phoenician Prince Cadmus’s city of Thebes.

Many of the blues and greens we see today are derived from copper. Malachite is a green pigment used from antiquity until the 1800s. It is essentially copper carbonate.

The name "
Cobalt blue" comes from the German Kobold; a goblin that haunts underground places such as mines. Cobalt was thought pollute other mined elements such as silver. The pigment Cobalt Blue is an oxide of cobalt made by roasting cobalt ore.

The rare gem
Lapis Lazuli has always been highly prized for its vivid blue. Lapis Lazuli is ground to make an ultramarine pigment for oil paints. Medieval artists used it for the blue in Virgin Mary's cloak.

Vermilion is a sulphide of mercury found naturally as Cinnabar. Cinnabar pigment is used in
Chinese carved laquerware.

Beautiful Manganese Blue was a favourite of fresco painters. However, it was found to be highly toxic and ingestion or inhalation could cause a nervous system disorder. It is no longer sold.

Another class of pigment consists of the earth tones, such as sienna or umber. Umber is a natural brown clay of iron and manganese oxides. When heated it becomes burnt umber

Magenta was originally called fuchsine and in 1859 it was first made from coal tar dyes. The name of the colour was soon changed to magenta, after the Battle of Magenta fought at Magenta, Lombardy-Venetia.

I think it all looks good enough to eat!

First Impressions #2 - Answer




Mystery Guest #2 is Edouard Manet 1832-1883. Not my mail-man Jim.

Although Manet never adopted the term Impressionist for himself, he got the whole Impressionism movement rolling. Manet introduced a new era of modern, urban, everyday subject matter which was a real revolution against the sensibilities of 19th Century Paris. Manet was so strikingly different from other painters of his time, and his art so iconoclastic, that guards had to protect his paintings from onlookers and critics. Manet was intensely ridiculed.

The 1863 the Paris Salon rejected Manet's large painting Le Dejeuner Sur l'Herbe, and Manet elected to have it shown at the Salon des Refusés, which had been created from the exceptionally large number of painters whose work had been turned away from the established Salon.

When Olympia was presented at the Paris Salon of 1865, Manet's painting attracted the most attention and created a kind of abusive criticism which was to set a pattern for years to come.

One gallery attendee stated,


"a wretched model picked up from heaven knows where"

Another declared,

"a sort of female gorilla"
Such rejection might have prompted Manet to say,
"The attacks of which I have been the object have broken the spring of life in me... People don't realize what it feels like to be constantly insulted”
Manet was short, handsome (according to my mother), always fashionably dressed and witty. Manet’s biographers stress his kindness and generosity towards his colleagues. One story illustrates Manet's delightful wit. When a pleased collector paid an additional 200 francs for his Bunch of Asparagus, Manet painted a single asparagus spear, and sent it along with a note that read: "There was one missing from your bunch."

Today, I’ll hazard a guess, and say that most people could name or identify at least one work by Edouard Manet, be it: Le Dejeuner sur l'Herbe; A Bar at the Folies Bergere, Olympia, the Fifer, or his portrait of Zola. I have an interesting story about the Fifer, but that will have to wait for another day.

Two great books I’ve read that detail Manet’s trials and tribulations at the Paris Salon are Ross King’s,
The Judgment of Paris: The Revolutionary Decade That Gave the World Impressionism, published by Walker & Company, 2006 and Olympia: Paris in the Age of Manet by Otto Friedrich, Touchstone, 1993.

1st image of Manet by Fantin-Latour
2nd image of Manet by Degas

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

And They'll Tell Two Friends....




I was over at Catherine's rapturous site, A Thousand Clapping Hands , today because she had bestowed an award upon me. Thank you very much Catherine. I was puzzling over what to do because although I'm tickled pink to get awards, I really don't accept them on my site. It's the chain letter aspect that kind of gets to me.

I was looking at Catherine's blogroll , when I came to the name Ullabenulla. I checked it out and it was another great looking blog, right up my alley. She had a piece about a herbal garden in jail an Ypres Tower in the south of England. This really peaked my interest because when I was 13 on on holiday in Kent, sans parents, my cousins and I had a great summer adventure with the Ypres Tower near Deal, a gibbet and a town crier. It was just like something from Monica Dickens. But that's for another day.

It turns out Ulla works and teaches at this amazing place in Berkely called Castle in the Air. Castle in the Air is a letter press studio, and an amazingly whimsical shop filled with fine stationery, craft supplies and gifts. But what really got me was their website. I have never seen a website equal to the Castle in the Air. It's amazing, it's 3D, it's old- fashioned, it's modern, it's... it's.....You'd better go see. http://www.castleintheair.biz/

There. Now despite the fact I don't do the awards thing, we're all interconnected anyway. Many thanks Catherine.

The image of Castle in the Air was taken from www.4thstreetshop.com/

Monday, March 23, 2009

First Impressions #2


This experimental artist often felt rejected, stating “Insults are pouring down on me as thick as hail.”

He was one of the first 19th century artists to depict modern-day subjects instead of nobility, myth or religion.

Do you know who this Impressionist is? He looks like my mail-man, but that won’t help. I’ll post the answer and the balance of the comments on Wednesday morning
.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Reading Between the Lines




A few years back I bought this cookbook at an open-air antique show about 45 minutes west of Toronto. “A Years Dinners: 365 Seasonable Dinners with Instructions for Cooking", by May Little, was published by Harrods. There’s no publication date but I’m guessing this book might have been published around 1925-1930. It comes with the quaint sub-title. “With Instructions for Cooking. A Handy Guide-book for Worried Housekeepers.”

It’s a fabulous old book with planned menus for every day of the year and gives instructions on how to prepare meals for invalids, how to get the most from one’s trips to the market. It also has a digestion table, something I’ve never seen before, so you know that the boiled mutton suet you just ate will remain in your stomach for 4.5 hours. There is a lot of suet in this book, but that’s they way things were back then.

The first half of this book is comprised of daily menus, most of them consisting of 6 or 7 courses. I like to think of a below-stairs cook like Mrs. Bridges buying this book to help with the daily menu. The remainder of the book, besides the guides mentioned above, are the recipes. The most thumbed and splotched part of this book is the dessert chapter. Sweet Dishes contains 180 different desserts, the majority of them “puddings”.

But this book had another tale to tell me. A cook or a wife had used the corner of a Sainsbury’s bill for a bookmark. On it was a printed date: 1930-something. The bill was from Sainsbury’s 56-58 Kings Road, Chelsea, SW3, and written out to M. Cap Michell Innes, 5 Cad Street.

I’m very curious by nature so I had to look this up. First I found out in my London A-Z that there isn’t a Cad Street in London; it's Cadogan Street. And after some sleuthing with Ancestry.com and the internet, I was able to find out who Cap. Michell Innes was.

Captain Cecil Mitchell-Innes was the Chief Constable of the Lincolnshire Constabulary. He retired in 1931 and somehow ended up with a fairly swanky address in London's Chelsea. He received the title Commander of the Order of the British Empire (CBE) in 1920. His name shows up in Ancestry.com entry in a book called The Royal Blood of Britain. In fact the name Mitchell-Innes is quite a storied one.

Ancestry.com puts Cecil Mitchell-Innes at 5 Cadogan Street, beginning in 1933 and to his death in the 1940s. The Lincolnshire Police website rounded out the rest of the information for me.
“Cecil Mitchell-Innes was born Born on the 6th July, 1866, at Edinburgh, he was educated at Cheam School, Surrey, and Fettes College, Edinburgh. His military career began In 1885 when he was gazetted to the Leinster Regiment and sailed for India where he served for 11 years. He was appointed Captain in 1893,when he became adjutant of the Simla Volunteer Rifles. On leaving India he went to Bermuda, Canada and Jamaica, and was transferred to the Queens Own Cameron Highlanders in 1898. He left the Army in 1903, and early that year was selected to organise and superintend physical education in Scotland, and to inspect and report upon all the training colleges throughout Scotland. He studied police duties under the Chief Constables of the North Riding of Yorkshire and Hertfordshire. He commenced his duties as Chief Constable (of Lincolnshire) on the 29th October. 1903, at a time when conditions were beginning to change owing to the development of motor vehicles and telephone services. In 1904, the telephone was installed at Headquarters and in a number of divisional headquarters stations, and by 1924 there were telephones at 40 police stations in the County. In the first year of his appointment, Captain Mitchell-Innes introduced the first typewriter used in the Force, at Headquarters, but it was not until 1920 that they were provided at superintendents' stations, and a further five years before sub-divisional stations had them.”

I only wish all my books and antiques has such interesting tales to tell.

Anyway, below is the planned menu for March 22 through 24.(You'll probably have to click to enlarge it) So I’d better get busy.

http://www.lincs.police.uk/getFile.asp?FC_ID=110&docID=177.

March Menus


Saturday, March 21, 2009

Under Caillebotte's Umbrella




Gustave Caillebotte was a French painter and a generous patron of the Impressionists. I would hazard a guess and say most people know his work from the fitting image seen on many umbrellas available in today’s gift shops, Paris Street; Rainy Day.

Caillebotte was born August 19, 1848 into a wealthy family who had made their money in textiles and real estate during the redevelopment of Paris in the 1860s.

Gustave Caillebotte had a law degree but he was also an engineer. He also attended the École des Beaux-Arts in Paris. After inheriting his father’s fortune in 1874 he befriended the Impressionists Degas, Monet, and Renoir. Caillebotte helped them to organize and fund their first major group exhibition in Paris. As the only one with any serious financial means, Caillebotte would become the main patron and supporter of the group.

In 1875, wishing to make own his public artistic debut, he submitted a painting, The Floor Scrapers, to the Paris Salon, whose jury promptly rejected it. Caillebotte then decided to exhibit the painting in a more accepting environment, and showed it at the second Impressionist group exhibition of 1876.

Caillebotte's Paris Street; Rainy Day, considered his masterpiece, was shown at the Impressionist Exhibition of 1877. It shared the spotlight with Pierre-Auguste Renoir's Ball at the Moulin de la Galette. Its massive size, almost 7 feet by 10 feet, drew a great deal of attention and dominated the 1877 exhibition which was largely organized by Caillebotte himself

The wealthy and generous, Caillebotte often underwrote the costs incurred for the exhibitions of his friend’s work. He financially supported his colleagues by constantly purchasing their paintings at inflated prices.

He himself participated in later public exhibitions and painted some 500 works although in a more realistic style than that of his friends.

Caillebotte died of pulmonary congestion in 1894. On his death, his superb collection of Impressionist paintings was left to the French government who accepted it with considerable reluctance. At the time of his death, the Impressionists were shunned and condemned by the art establishment in France. Well aware of this, Caillebotte stipulated in his will that the paintings in his collection must not end up in attics or provincial museums.

Caillebotte's collection consisted of a staggering sixty-eight paintings by various artists: 19 by Pissarro, 14 by Monet, 10 by Renoir, 9 by Sisley, 7 by Degas, 5 by Cézanne, and 4 by Manet.

In 1897, a room named in Gustave Caillebotte’s honour opened in Paris’s Luxembourg Palace and displayed the first ever exhibition of Impressionist paintings in a French museum. It contained only 38 of the paintings that Caillebotte had left to the state. The other twenty-nine paintings (one went to Renoir as payment for executing his will) were offered to the French government in 1904, and again in 1908, and both times the government refused to take them. A change of heart in 1928 encouraged the French government to claim the paintings but they were refused. Most of the remaining works were bought by Albert C. Barnes, and are now held by the Barnes Foundation of Philadelphia.

Forty of Caillebotte's works are now housed at the Musée d'Orsay.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Marchesa Luisa Casati


Marchesa Luisa Casati #2








While I am honoured and surprised that the proprietors of the Marchesa Casati Archives somehow managed to visit my little site, I have had to remove an image at their behest. Best visit their website for more pictures. www.marchesacasati.com

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Giuseppe Arcimboldo (1527-1593)


Theme Thursday - Vegetable


Uncle Monty's Vegetable Love

MARWOOD is somewhat uncomfortable in these surroundings. In complete contrast WITHNAIL is totally at ease. Apart from the magnificent furniture the room is filled with vegetables. Cauliflowers and carrots are on every surface in valuable antique pots A silver tray on the table sprouts a dozen fully grown onions. In the bay window is an [effing] great cabbage, the size of an aspidistra. MARWOOD is staring at its luxurious foliage when UNCLE MONTY pirouettes in with the drinks.

MONTY: Do you like vegetables?
MARWOOD nods and MONTY wafts dust from the leaves of a parsnip.
I’ve always been fond of root crops, but I only started to grow last summer…

MONTY proffers glasses and WITHNAIL moves in for a “Chin chin”.
I happen to think the cauliflower more beautiful than the rose.
He moves off at speed towards a turnip in an art noveau pot.
Do you grow?
WITHNAIL: Geraniums…
News to MARWOOD. MONTY swings towards him. Exchange of smiles
MONTY: You little traitors. I think the carrot infinitely more fascinating than the geranium. The carrot has mystery. Flowers are essentially tarts. Prostitutes for the bees…


Bruce Robinson, Withnail and I, The Screenplay, 1989, Bloomsbury Publishing, London, pp. 31-32

Natasha Richardson


When I was thinking of which Van Morrison song to post for St. Patrick's Day, I came across a very touching video of Liam Neeson reciting Morrison's song Coney Island. He's driving in a convertible and looking at Natasha as he says,


I look at the side of your face as the sunlight comes

Streaming through the window in the autumn sunshine

And all the time going to Coney Island I'm thinking,

Wouldn't it be great if it was like this all the time


So sad.



The picture above is of Natasha Richardson when she played Violet Hunter in the Conan Doyle story, The Copper Beeches.

Sunny Sunday








I was practicing again with my son's camera on Sunday. I really should buy my own. Here's some pix of things I found in my neighbourhood.
1. Bright graffiti instigated by Toronto Hydro-Electric, ie. "dig here".
2 & 3. A normally very tacky window box, but today it somehow looked lovely.
4. Spring-like window display at Eagle Eye.

My computer's back to normal. Now unfortunately I must do some paid work.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

I Have Always Depended on the Kindness of Strangers....


Sallymandy at The Blue Kimono bestowed the Excessively Diverting Blog Award upon me today. The Blue Kimono is a wonderful site dedicated to being fun and forty-something. I take away a new thought, tip or idea every time I visit her well-developed blog. It's so very nice of her to recognize me. Thank you Sallymandy!


In turn I nominate Guilia of Bricolage and Guilia Geranium. She is Sense and Sensibility combined. She has the curiosity of someone on "The Grand Tour".


The aim of the award is to acknowledge writing excellence in the spirit of Jane Austen's genius in amusing and delighting readers with her irony, humour, wit and talent for keen observation. Recipients will uphold the highest standards in the art of sparkling banter, witty repartee and gentle reprove.


Guilia, please claim your award. You may post the badge, list the name of the person who nominated you and link to their blog. Then you many nominate others that you feel meet or exceed the standards set forth. But if you are award-weary or have already won this award before, please just enjoy the honour!!!

First Impressions # 1 - Answer




It's Pierre-Auguste Renoir! 1841-1919.
Art Bloggers and Subtorp answered correctly. As did Mia, Brenda, and Blooming Pink.

Poor Renoir had arthritis so badly that towards the end of his days he had his paint brush tied to his wrist and hand. He is credited with saying, "The pain passes but the beauty remains." It's a wonder he can smile at all in the top picture.

At my local central reference library I found a Paris City Directory for the year 1912. It has addresses, and in some cases, phone numbers, for Picasso, Colette, Pissarro and Renoir who then lived at 43 rue Caulaincourt. What a find! He is listed as Peintre, Artiste et Chevalier. Renoir became a Chevalier of the Legion of Honour in 1900.

The great photo above comes from one of my own books and was taken by the tireless chronicler, Jean-Loup Charmet.
The portrait of Renoir was painted by Frédéric Bazille in 1867.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Crystal Clear to Me


I was at Toronto's Royal Ontario Museum today. I used to work in the gift shop there so I have a soft spot for the R.O.M . But despite the fact that we're members - signed up for 2 years, we've only been twice. Our membership expires in 6 months.

The reason we've been staying away is the Michael Lee Chin Crystal. I think we've been had.

270 million dollars later Toronto's premier museum has an addition that looks like it's still waiting for the dry-wallers to come by and slap on a skim coat.

There is nothing crystalline about the place. Originally supposed to be a light-filled exhibition space where the displays would be largely visible from the street, the Crystal is a masterpiece of dead ends, unusable sloped wall and slits of windows where vistas had been envisaged. Apparently dreams of glass gave way to the reality of snowy winters.

Rumour has it that architect Daniel Libeskind dashed of a sketch of the Crystal on a napkin. It was supposedly so new, so inventive that the building's engineers puzzled over how to erect this Rubik's Cube of glass. Well, they should have called the Denver Art Museum . Libeskind stuck it to them first in 2006. They have snow there too.

This is the biggest case of The Emperor's New Clothes ever foist upon the city. I was around for the building and the demolition of the ROM's 1984 addition. I will be around for the demoliton of Libeskind's Crystal.

Wouldn't it be great if it was like this all the time...



Coming down from Downpatrick
Stopping off at St. John's Point
Out all day birdwatching
And the craic was good
Stopped off at Strangford Lough
Early in the morning
Drove through Shrigley taking pictures
And on to Killyleagh
Stopped off for Sunday papers at the
Lecale District, just before Coney Island

On and on, over the hill to Ardglass
In the jamjar, autumn sunshine, magnificent
And all shining through

Stop off at Ardglass for a couple of jars of
Mussels and some potted herrings in case
We get famished before dinner

On and on, over the hill and the craic is good
Heading towards Coney Island

I look at the side of your face as the sunlight comes
Streaming through the window in the autumn sunshine
And all the time going to Coney Island I'm thinking,
Wouldn't it be great if it was like this all the time.


Coney Island by Van Morrison from Avalon Sunset, 1989.
The great picture above is taken from the website, www.loughneaghboats.org. Coney Island is in the background.