Thursday, March 26, 2015
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Nolde couldn't draw people. Maybe that's a good thing because his difficulties with line may have been what led him to concentrate entirely on color.
Nolde's early paintings (above) were influenced by Van Gogh.
Nolde painted almost exclusively in watercolor during the WWII years, and therein lies a story.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
A friend is in Germany right now and I wish I could have gone with him. I yearn to see real traditional architecture, even if it exists mostly in touristy pockets like the village above.
Here in California there are stores that sell Halloween items all year 'round. I wonder if that exists in Germany?
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Yes, all in all it's been a good life.
That's why I can't understand what my grown-up kid told me over dinner last night. He said he needed a place to stay for a few months but that he didn't want to live here. I asked why...I mean, the rent here is free, and we like having him around...and he said that he'd never get anything done here. It's way too cozy.
"Too COZY???," I asked. "What's wrong with cozy?" Everything, he said. Everything here is soft and cushy and mushy and quiet...you could spend years here without being aware that time had passed. A house like this could rob you of years of your life.
Yikes! Well, I felt I had to defend the honor of the house so I pushed him to be more specific.
KID: "Well, yeah, sort of. I don't want to exaggerate."
KID: "You're taking it all wrong."
DAD: "No, I get it...If you were here you'd be in quicksand. It's a slow death where the mud and the grass fill your lungs (Cough! Cough!) and you can't breathe anymore. That's it, right?
KID: Well....I didn't mean to imply....
DAD: But it's like that, right!? Like the Sargasso Sea???"
KID: "The Sargasso Sea!!!?? What's that got to do with anything?"
DAD: "The Sargasso Sea...a timeless, smelly, weatherless morass of rotting ships mired in decaying seaweed. A sailor caught in that is never seen again. That's what you think this house is like!"
KID: "Not exactly. Look, I don't want to offend. Maybe it's your collection of cats!"
KID: "Ah, but it's as if..."
DAD: "I know, I know. It's as if I had false teeth."
DAD: "Why not? I wouldn't bother you...oh, wait a minute..."
KID: "Yuuuuch! Nobody wants to talk to their Dad about sex! "
KID: "Yikes! That's disgusting! Dad, you're not getting what I'm saying."
DAD (REALIZING HE'S BEATEN): "Okay, all this talk is making me hungry. Let's see...I don't have any dirty scorpions..."
DAD: "...but I do have this half-eaten Doritos!"
KID: "Excellent! Let's eat!"