With all the gray rainy days, museums have been a good place to hide out on the afternoons for diplo-baby and I. Sometimes the fine arts inspire DB to sleep, but sometimes they inspire her towards digestion – very loud digestion. And as last week’s visit to the Kunsthistorichemuseum proved, nothing can get the digestive tract going like a room full of Flemish masters. And furthermore nothing, of course, can endear mommy more to a room full of serious European art lovers than the soundtrack of said digestion. But whatever, DB sleeps through the night so as far as I’m concerned, as long as I’m getting my 10 hours, she can digest whereever she pleases, Breughel or no Breughel.
This week we tackled the Blue Riders (Blaue Reiter) exhibit at the Albertina, on display until May 15th. Thumbs up. Blue Riders, in typical artistic ambiguity, refers to a “loose grouping of artists who lacked a central artisitic manifesto”, which means that likely it was a bunch of artists who were friends or friends of friends, in this case of Kandinsky, who liked horses and the color blue. Sure. No matter, exhibit very well curated and frankly, nicely uplifting. A bit like diet art, you don’t have to think too hard about it. With the exception of the tortured drawings of Alfred Kubin, all grouped together in one room that depict operations, strains, poverty and other downer topics, most of the pictures are colorful watercolors and oils and some other media. And there are indeed some pictures of horses.
And like any visit to the Albertina worth it’s salt, we concluded with lunch at the Do&Co restaurant with the steak and arugula salad on “a hot plate” – beef sliced thinly and put on a plate so hot from the oven that it cooks right on there – light but warm and satisfying – just what a cold and rainy day calls for.