looks as if she really wants to remove her shoes, as she would do in Mosque.
LaGatta, when I first saw those women I was wondering what they thought of all the Christian iconography. But I got a better look at their faces outside & now think they might be Somalian or Ethiopian Christians.
Personally,I prefer the carved altar pieces and the triptychs. I am not a fan of 17th & 18th century art and much prefer the earlier works.
I have to agree with you about preferring the earlier era, Bjd. I do understand how important the later stuff is in the history of art, but I have I have to force myself to appreciate it and that is mostly on a technical level.
The drawing of the nurse and soldier probably is of our queen Elisabeth wife of Albert the first. History says she spent so much time tending our wounded soldiers whilst the king tried to economise the blood of the soldiers, something few war leaders of then bothered with.
Now we'll walk back to my little room near the train station ~
This Latino festival was sort of limping along. Alas, no Mexican representation ~
He pensively gazes out over Meir Street ~
Just think, this is only a side of the train station, not even the front ~
The landmark for the street leading to my little room in Antwerp ~
The "Chinese street" ends at De Coninckplein ~
My street, Spoorstraat, ended here at a T. To the left and right were African groceries. But the store behind the flowers the store sold rice steamers & mystery cooking appliances plus scads of Russian kitsch souvenirs -- nesting dolls & the like. These flower pyramids were all over town ~
In the window of an African grocery store. Somali?
Since I am now well ensconced in Amsterdam, it seems I should wrap up this report on Antwerp.
In report time, I'm showing the day after where I left off before. I've returned to the MAS, which is so beautifully situated on the marina ~
Here's a real museum piece in the parking lot -- the car on which I learned to drive a standard shift ~
One of the exhibit areas is +2 Visible Storage, where the visitor can see some of the half-million items held by the museum. These figures in cages inevitable made me think of recent news reports from Trump's Amerika ~
There are pieces from all eras here, and not in any order. The fun is getting to see what would usually be hidden away ~
There are also shallow drawers full of stuff. I found that out because a large young woman visitor was opening & slamming them shut again ~
The pleasure of looking at random objects quickly palled on me, but I think the idea and general appeal is good.
~ ~ Don't abandon me here, as there is yet more to show. ~ ~
Four on the floor, Mick! Standard, non-automatic transmission.
There was a homage to Baroque going on all over Antwerp. At MAS, it took the form of huge, rather decadent fashion magazine-style photographs displayed on the walls next to all the escalators. I assume this pile of rubble nod to Baroque still lifes was part of that ~
I'm putting these two pictures here, as I don't remember where they're from, but I like them.. There were a couple of exhibits which didn't interest me much. The vases are quite large. I was eyeball to eyeball with Tintin ~
I am always happy when I see non-religious art from olden times. I guess I mean non-Christian art because honouring Bacchus is always a good idea in my book. Michaelina must have been a very interesting woman and it is good that she lived to a ripe old age for those times.
LaGatta, I wish they'd kept the pup's original name in the English translations of the book.
Kerouac, I imagine that the religious works were the bread and butter of artists back then. Probably even when producing works to experiment or work out composition, etc., they may have given those works religious themes the better to sell them.
Michael the Spiny Succulent is stuck in third gear.
Oh, do go, Bjd, and be sure to stay longer than I did! The city is not only full of interesting official things to see, it also just has a great feel to it.
The next section was entered through a hallway in utter darkness. It was also quite dark inside ~
The figure in the middle is extremely different and interesting ~
This was such a remarkable work. I never could get a non-blurry picture of the Adam & Eve part at the top, though ~
Let's end this excursion beyond the veil with a nice Last Judgment ~
Bixa, you'll find many figures similar to those Papua-New Guinea ones at Tropenmuseum in Amsterdam. Perhaps you already have. There is a nice park just south of it, Oosterpark. While it is not as large as Vondelpark (you can walk to the latter from your rental flat)it is host to many activities due to the multicultural nature of the area (like yours in Oude West). You can combine this with a visit to Dappermarkt, a good street market, and the shoppinng street that bisects Dapperstraat. This street is named Eerste Van Swindenstraat west of the railway underpass, and Javastraat eastwards. This street (or streets?) has businesses from many cultures; I remember a grocer from Iraq - not very common. It has started to gentrify somewhat, but nothing as galling as De Hallen. Though there are probably more "hip" places than the last time I was there, alas. The website javakwartier.nl covers food businesses in and near javastraat (not just the hipster stuff). It is in Dutch only, but easily translated by google, and Dutch often resembles English (sort of "in-between" English and German, but I'll leave the West Germanic sound shifts for the time being).
You're just grinding your gears now, Mick. Also, automatic transmission cars are only for the disabled. Real drivers want to shift the gears.
LaGatta, . Yes, I'll be happy to have that information eventually. Right now I'm just barely dealing with this Antwerp thread, which I must complete.
Hey, Amboseli -- here's that view from the roof terrace ~
This is fun, or at least it was fun for me. I've lost track of which exhibit was which, but one of them was entered through a darkened room, one wall of which was lit with sparkling lights. I was almost through the room when I realized that my image was strobing after me on the lighted wall. Of course that meant I had to back up and walk forward again several times in an attempt to capture the multiple Bixas strobed onto the wall. I never managed to catch the entire sequence. You can see, especially with my skirt in the first couple of pictures, how I was dragging my image along with me. After I went through the exhibit and came out through a similar darkened room on the other side, I realized that those exiting could see those entering. So some lucky soul(s) got to see me happily performing in a dark empty room by myself.
All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my closeup ~
I think the following items were in the section about celebrations ~
I had a hard time capturing these statues accurately -- they were much pinker, for one thing. Couldn't find any captions for them either. So here are some of the mysterious life-sized anatomically correct figures. The figures on the right in the 2nd picture are reflections ~
Maybe they are the "organ statues" referred to in this caption ~
By the time I got to the section shown above, I was pretty well museumed out. That was a shame, as there are so many worthy things to see there. For instance, as part of the Life & Death exhibit, there was an absolutely stunning collection of precolumbian artifacts which I was simply too tired to take in. The museum gives you a bracelet that allows you to leave and reenter the same day, so I'd suggest going fairly early, then exiting for a leisurely lunch and returning for more MAS later.
The last section I attempted was a really broad and well-presented look at food production for Amsterdam past, present, & future. I snapped a few token pictures, but no longer had the attention span for the informative exhibits on flash-freezing, etc. ~
That was it for the museum. I set off for a walk of many blocks in the heat, seeing this shop along the way ~
By the time I dragged my tired tootsies into the Botanical Garden, I was ready to melt. Finding a boulder in the shade to sit on saved me. It's a small pleasant garden which seems to get a lot of use. Every single planting was identified ~
A trolley ride back to my little abode concluded my all-too-short visit to the wonderful city of Antwerp.