Lunch was a simple steak and ale pie, with chips. When done properly, they are quite satisfying. I went to the Lamb and Flag for this one.
Who could ever tire of the National Gallery? A painting by Salvator Rosa I always enjoy. He is “Philosophy” and he is holding a tablet saying, in Latin, “Either shut up or say something better than silence would be.”
And then there is Turner’s great piece, once called the greatest painting in Britain. It is full of portent and meaning.
Here is a happy seeming group, except that the clock in the background also has a figure with a scythe, for the infant on the left would die before the painting was completed. However, here we have a goldfinch, the sort you see as the Christological Goldfinch, but in a different setting entirely.
I was delighted, when entering the room with the Van Gogh to find a newly acquired canvas by George Bellows, whom I really like. They must think highly of him to place him in this room.
Duccio.
Indian for supper.
Really spicy fried prawns.
Of course there’s more, but that’s what I’m posting.
I am pretty tired and I still am not over my crud. I am starting yet another round of antibiotics. I would appreciate your prayers. Now, for some tincture of sleeeeeeep.
