Hofvijver and the buildings of the Dutch parliament and the nameless island
stoic buildings scrape the sky
The Hague looks more serious than yesterday's Delft, even though they are sort of neighbours it is neither hustle-bustley nor cute and charming.
City hall, Richard Meier
White walls, white floors, white pillars, white, on white. The interior is like toothpaste. The lack of colour keeps everything bright, clean, simple, and sterile? An interesting choice nonetheless as a building that represents its people, but it's better than the red brick towers in Germany. The floor would also make a great canvas for something colourful..
1. In case one thought of jumping, 2. absorbing everything the spectrums A - Z
1. ceiling at De Passage, shopping arcade, 2. counterweight pivot and load
parliament
The parliamentary buildings are situated in the Hague, but this is not the capital city, although it definitely has the air of one.
1. More parliament, 2. Welcome to Holland
Escher in Het Paleis (Escher in the Palace)
Escher is Dutch (who knew?) and this former royal townhouse converted itself into a museum dedicated to M.C. Escher. There are four floors, the first three are dedicated to prints and sketches and the progression from realistic pictures to optical illusions to geometric patterns and the last floor is all the fun interactive stuff.
Escher who?*
Het Paradijs, 1921, woodcut. Makes me think of Henri Rousseau
the beginning
1. Funny chandeliers, 2. Ontmoeting (meeting), 1944 lithograph
1. shapeshifting, 2. Donald Judd floors
1. seahorse,* 2. tessellate
morph
Eye 1946, mezzotint and drypoint. There's death in your eyes*
the floor falls from under your feet
we try
1. reflection* 2. Patterns
1. replicate, 2.Zelfportret, 1923, woodcut, 3. Prism vision*
1.2. Playing with perspective*
warp*
St. Peter, Rome 1935, wood engraving. Just stare at the precision and detail of the cut !
old windmills in the village
A friend suggested we go to Kinderdijk, which is in the middle of nowhere, but windmill heaven. We were hoping to catch it during sunset, but we missed our bus instead. So we got there pretty late, and were the only tourists in the area. The place was really quiet with only the sound of a chilly breeze -the kind that makes the shoulders hunch. Interestingly, although it was already the beginning of the dark, my camera could see a sunset. It's weird that our eyes cannot catch the colours in the time that the slow shutter allows the lens to publish.
1.The big old windmills grouped together that sprinkle the perimeter of the polder, stiff yet stout!, 2. Maybe you can skate here in the winter...
The cat and the cradle came from here!
do you believe in what you see
There was, on one hand, an endpoint and a bridge, and a very nice view, and on the other hand, a bus to catch. We made it to the end point, and with my accurate calculation skills, figured we could just book it straight towards the bus stop, "It's not too far, we could totally it make it if we ran.." I said encouragingly. In which, we did not make it and halted to watch the approaching bus inch closer towards the stop at a faster rate than we were moving in the dark.
*photos credits to Cake.
The last picture reminds me of the runover hedgehog. Poor fellow.
ReplyDeleteImagine how nice it would have been to be able to reach the windmills just prior to sunset. But these pics are not too shabby either.
And oliebollen...really? Ojeboje?
: ( I didn't mean to bring up the poor hedgehog. A sunset would have been nice, yes, but then that would have meant tourists and some major content-aware work haha. You can take up the Ojeboje case with my friend, she said it!
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