illuminate history

Curiosity: forget “Cherchez la femme” (Look for the woman.) “Cherchez l’histoire.” (Look for the story.)

Extended Family-Part 1

There’s a pattern here: both family-centered trips this winter included visits with our very young grandsons, lots of beach hikes—some more strenuous than others, and visits to enthralling art museums.

We made a long road trip in December: 12/5 to 12/31, all the way to San Diego and back.

On the way down, we left the car in Long Beach and took the fast catamaran to Catalina for a couple of nostalgic days in Avalon. We went there several times in our own boat the winter we had her in San Diego. A highlight for me this time was the flashes of golden fish by the shore as we disembarked.

It reminded me of the tile we bought after I’d seen golden fish in the water when snorkeling on one of the several times we cruised to the island on our own boat when we had her in San Diego (2000/2001).

My son Ben and his “almost-wife” Ruth liked having an excuse to drive over from Phoenix  for a couple of nights. We rented an electric boat near our hotel for an afternoon exploring the harbor. And they joked about having been together for 20 years, wondering whether actually getting married would somehow jinx things. Dinner later at The Top of the Market was their treat—a nice switch.

I was too busy listening to take photos during our visits with Gary’s brother Wayne and his wife Jere, Wayne’s son Bob and his wife Paula, and Gary’s cousin Mary Louise. But we had time for a couple of beach walks there, too.

En route to Oakland to spend Christmas with almost three-year-old Kai and his parents, we stopped in LA to visit the Getty Museum, which we visited in early 2003, when we made Gary’s “inner child” happy by going to Disneyland and the Rose Festival Parade. Our impression of the museum on that trip was that the architecture and overall landscape design were magnificent, significantly overshadowing the art on display within.

The architecture is still magnificent. The landscaping has matured, even more beautiful than before. The Art collection took our collective breath away. We were there from 10 to 5—opening to closing—and we didn’t see all of it. Baroque and pre-Baroque holdings fill many galleries. I’ve always loved Flemish still life paintings and quiet interiors with a figure or two and a skillful rendering of sunlight coming through the window. I don’t see any ark in this 1613 work by Jan Breughel the Elder. Wouldn’t you love to have all these creatures come to your picnic?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Information

This entry was posted on March 31, 2019 by in Writing.
%d bloggers like this: