Sunday, 12 May 2024

white fluffy clouds

 Collected today by the artist pair after a short walk to the meeting point at the tax office. It is Sunday, and Monday is probably a deadline for there are people pulling up one after the next and delivering large brown envelopes to the official post box of the building.

Wait a while, the artists telephone that they are going to be late. It does not matter, read the American news on the phone, and in no time at all the time has elapsed.

Later in the day, beyond Regensburg, there is a stop at a gallery, one with a huge converted barn and a cellar. There is an opening there, and there are many well-off looking art connoisseurs there admiring all the paintings, all of which are very good, It was a complete and very sound exhibit.

The journey went on to another exhibit in an old mill, a huge building. All of the implements had been removed., the space was entirely open. There was one man showing his skill at painting flowers, they were good, but there were too many of them, he was showing a production.

Another man was showing his pictures of plants made with keyhole cameras. These were many and some were good. The show as such was exhausting, it was too much. But the technology was fine, it was interesting. Fewer pictures would have said more.

Then there was a delicious meal in the neighbouring beer garden with the artists. It was amazingly well cooked, all very well done. The end of the day was a walk in the garden of the old brewery and mill.

A perfect day.

Bright sunlight all day, a clear blue sky with white fluffy clouds.

Back at home, the domestic tension starts to gnaw again.

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