1. Today I had my first morning with SFI. It went well. What else to say? A basic sort of beginning & all stuff I already knew, but this is the introductory month.
2. At the weekend![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
valborg and I went with family to the National Museum in Stockholm, theoretically to look at an exhibition of paintings by Rubens & Van Dyck. We wandered off quite fast, in a combination of not being that impressed with Rubens generally and also everyone in the museum trying to stand in the same room. Poking around in a slightly aimless way, we came across one painting that we both really liked, which was a portrait of Jeanna Bauck, a Swedish artist, by Bertha Wegmann, a Danish one. The portrait seemed really expressive, somehow. I can't find much about either of them, but I'm really interested now. I guess that's yet another quest - as if I didn't have enough already!
The artist Jeanna Bauck, painted by Bertha Wegmann in 1881
(Will remain mildly irritated at the museum for a while for having postcards/posters/prints of almost every painting in the area we found that one in except for that one itself.)
3. Virginia Woolf's diary! She really is an alarming woman. Of course I don't think that's a bad thing, although she does hold some unfortunate views sometimes too - but what is one to do? Admit they're unfortunate and move on (it's not as though one didn't know about them at the outset). She has an awful lot to say that I feel quite comfortable with too though & we are at present at the tail end of 1917 so expecting an outlook fully suited to modern sensibilities would be quite unfair.
I'm just emerging from a section of diary through the late summer & early autumn of that year in which she mostly talks about nature, in a way which makes one almost suspicious as to what else is going on in there - but it's the way I might record thoughts if things were going either very well so I didn't have much to complain about or very badly so I didn't want to think about it, so it could mean anything.
4. Where do all the library books come from? One would think I lived with a librarian or something. Goodness.
2. At the weekend
valborg and I went with family to the National Museum in Stockholm, theoretically to look at an exhibition of paintings by Rubens & Van Dyck. We wandered off quite fast, in a combination of not being that impressed with Rubens generally and also everyone in the museum trying to stand in the same room. Poking around in a slightly aimless way, we came across one painting that we both really liked, which was a portrait of Jeanna Bauck, a Swedish artist, by Bertha Wegmann, a Danish one. The portrait seemed really expressive, somehow. I can't find much about either of them, but I'm really interested now. I guess that's yet another quest - as if I didn't have enough already!The artist Jeanna Bauck, painted by Bertha Wegmann in 1881
(Will remain mildly irritated at the museum for a while for having postcards/posters/prints of almost every painting in the area we found that one in except for that one itself.)
3. Virginia Woolf's diary! She really is an alarming woman. Of course I don't think that's a bad thing, although she does hold some unfortunate views sometimes too - but what is one to do? Admit they're unfortunate and move on (it's not as though one didn't know about them at the outset). She has an awful lot to say that I feel quite comfortable with too though & we are at present at the tail end of 1917 so expecting an outlook fully suited to modern sensibilities would be quite unfair.
I'm just emerging from a section of diary through the late summer & early autumn of that year in which she mostly talks about nature, in a way which makes one almost suspicious as to what else is going on in there - but it's the way I might record thoughts if things were going either very well so I didn't have much to complain about or very badly so I didn't want to think about it, so it could mean anything.
4. Where do all the library books come from? One would think I lived with a librarian or something. Goodness.
