Life and art
My solo trip to the Norton Simon today left me disappointed to find some of my favorite paintings gone. I didn't know the names of the still lifes but they used to mezmerize me, I wanted to reach out and pluck the fruit from the canvas. Now with them gone I wish I had learned more about them. But the Mulberry Tree still stands as do my other favorites from Ruebens and Rembrant. Monet’s garden inspired me to plant my own sunflower seeds, which have been sitting dormant in the garage for two months when they could be my lovely daily view. And I left with a complimentary print of Portrait of Joerg Fugger which reminds me vaguely of Hugh Laurie.
Oh, and I took a cursory tour of the modern art wing. I still don’t get it.