as previously mentioned, i was in NYC with my friend bev for a week, ostensibly to help her daughter move, but then that didn’t happen so instead we did a bunch of stuff. i came home and three days later kevin and i headed out for gulf shores, AL, and then new orleans.
we got back last night, and during our trip i’d mentioned that i was glad i hadn’t scheduled anything at all for today, so i could rest and do laundry and rest some more.
but then a couple people were pretty desperate for massages, so instead of sitting here on the couch for a good part of the morning, i have to get up and get ready and be busy for a while.
but it’s all good, it’s so nice to be home now. no trips are planned, at least none leaving tomorrow.
here are more photos of a tiny fraction of the fabulous paintings hanging at the Metropolitan Museum.
this is by frenchman august renoir. i love the colors and the softness and i guess part of the reason i always love to take these pictures is because i’d like to try creating one of my own.
this is by camille pissarro, and is called “the boulevard montmartre on a winter morning.”
one more pissarro.
and oh, those van goghs…
Paul Signac. “Lighthouse at Groix.”
here’s a painting done by the only woman artist i found who was an impressionist – berthe morisot, and her mentor and brother-in-law was eduard manet. why hasn’t anybody made a movie about this woman? wouldn’t it have been something to have been one of the only successful woman artists during that time?
and a couple by henri fantin latour.
and that’s all the art for today.
ok then,
mrs. much too busy on a friday morning hughes.