Spring New (Flower) Moon
Oh, what a beautiful morning. 69 degrees. Sunny. Greening. Daffodils waving in the breeze. The smell of moist earth as soon as you walk out the door. As metaphor, This is the day that the Lord has made works well for me.
Which reminds me. I have a pension with the Presbyterian church. I’ve not claimed it yet, won’t for at least a couple of years, maybe more, but still I want the info. Went on the website and it wouldn’t let me on. Sent two e-mails. No reply. Called this morning and the first one hung up just as a person came on the line. Gosh. Maybe they don’t like me since I quit? Turns out that’s partly true. According to the person on the phone inactive, terminated folks like me can’t access our information on the web because there are too many of us. An interesting factoid. Turns out they’ll answer any questions by phone. I hate the phone.
Decided on objects for my spanish arts tour. I start in the arts of the americas where I have chosen a very nice statue of CHALCHIUHTLICUE, goddess of rivers and streams, wife of Tlaloc, the rain god and patroness of women in childbirth and the gold objects from Mesoamerica. Reading about her and Mexica (Aztec/Nahuatl) gods and goddesses got me interested again in the whole pantheon and the elaborate system of sacrifices that made their faith tradition go. With these two objects we’ll discuss the cultural traditions the Spanish wiped out, then we’ll head over to Goya’s wonderful Dr. Arrieta, my favorite piece in the museum right now. From there in to Africa and the Goya inspired Sleep of Reason by Nigerian expat, Yinka Shonibare and after that up the stairs to another personal favorite, Morales’ Man of Sorrows. El Greco follows and after that onto surrealism with Dali and perhaps a stop at the most famous Spanish artist of all, Picasso. Should be fun.
Did some more Sententiae Antiquae, ancient sentences. You know, one of those days.
Oh, one other very cool thing. I figured out how to stream Netflix onto the TV threw Kate’s Wii.
