Anyhow, we were very lucky with the weather and had some great play times in Central Park. The girls patted just about every dog that walked by, and they were many. I missed one of my objectives, to photograph the MoMA Sculpture Garden (the mother of all modern sculpture gardens, as John Walsh said), as I forgot my camera (!) that day and had to be content with just sitting there enjoying the sculptures in the sunshine. It really is such an amazing "garden"; with it's straight lines and rectangular forms, it visually connects so perfectly with the environment surrounding it. Anything else (like meandering lines and curving paths) would have felt like a joke in this extreme landscape of skyscrapers, stone and steel - you need the scale and size of Central Park to make a contrast to this huge city successfully. And happily, I got to see the MET exhibition with Pierre Bonnard's late interiors; his vibrant colours put me into a trance every time, I've never seen one single book or picture that can reproduce them correctly...
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Happy, with tired feet
We had a quick but intensive long weekend in New York during the Easter break; everyone was exhausted by the end of each day. My youngest daughter (she's six) was not so sure she fully approved of NY city (too much smog, too much traffic and too many people) whereas the older one (now eight) thought it was cool (“Hey we can go to Broadway every night …”). I'm somewhere in between; I love the amazing energy of it all, but at the same time, I feel a bit claustrophobic without seeing any "real" soil and nature around me... NYC really is such an inspiring but demanding environment for a human being, both physically and mentally. I don't think I would be able to live there full time though; I would miss the bird song far too much.K The Bethesda Fountain by the richly-ornamented Bethesda Terrace in front of the Lake in Central Park. It's sculpture, Angel of Waters, was designed by Emma Stebbins in 1873. The Boat House in the background.