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The San Francisco treat!
An exhibit… a traveling exhibit of the D’Orsay’s post impressionist paintings came to the De Young Museum in SF recently. This is, most likely, the only time these paintings will be seen outside of Paris.
So Randie is most excited!
Wow! A most outstanding collection of post impressionist French masterpieces, you say?
Isn’t that fancy, high-brow stuff a bit too sophisticated for that place’s clientele?
C’mon, with a name like, “The Young Museum” you’d think they’d tend more towards cartoons.
Stick: And you’d think Graves Park in Sheffield, England, would be a rather macabre place to spend a day out, what with all those memorial stones and all. Fortunately, Graves is a name, and the place is rather beautiful (no graveyard, either).
And Iceland isn’t that icey… GREENland is… so they say.
Anyhoo… The de Young has recently gotten a rather extensive remodel to make it earthquake friendly (if there is such a thing). I must say, having seen it before and after…they did a remarkable job…. this is a rather wonderful museum. I highly recommend a visit. (but sadly the post impressionist show has moved on).
Astra:
My pun was inspired in part from back when I attended Monterey High. I grew up in the land of Squid Row and then left. So there were these two gyms. The upper one (the school is on a hillside) was known as “The Girls’ Gym” while the lower was universally called, “The Boys’ Gym.” The newly arriving principle was not at all amused and requested names to be submitted of famous people to name the two large gyms after. My English teacher offered up the brilliant name of W.E.B. Du Bois for the boys’ gym, so that it could then officially be called “The Boys’ Gym.” The gyms were never named.
Incidently, the school was a three year one and had a different name for each level of team. Varsity players were “Toreadors,” Junior Varsity were “Matadors,” and Frosh’s (Freshman and Sophomores) were “Picadores.” Yup, all different types of bullfighters and each part of “The Green Machine.” Go team! “Go you mighty Toreadores, do not forget, what you respect, go….”
Astra:
Actually it would be kind of sad, in a funny way, if they did put the grave of its namesake there.
The grave at the park could then be called, “Grave’s Grave’s grave grave.”
Brig:
Didn’t they build some really tall observation tower into the resoration?
Have a chance to go up in it and see out?
I haven’t been inside the De Young since they redid the building. It’s an eyesore; I swear, the damned thing looks like it’s still under construction.
Maybe the artwork within makes up for it, but still…
The Tower, I agree, is sort of unsightly… but man, do you get breathtaking views of the city from up there! I will post some on the Squid Row Mama Flickr site. I don’t find the whole museum an eyesore… (except for maybe the tower) and the art inside is tres amazing.
stick,
James Lick is buried under the main telescope of Lick Observatory (located on Mount Hamilton in the hills east of San Jose).
Beetles:
Thanks for that. Only, my burial suggestion was a set up for the punchline: “Grave’s Grave’s grave grave.” (laugh) Your factoid isn’t funny in its present form. Although I can see how a guy named Lick buried under a big telescope could produce some funny punchlines.