17/2/03

eredien: Dancing Dragon (Default)
If you've never read Shakespeare's The Tempest, go and read it. Now.

This wasn't the poem I thought it was going to be when I started, but I like the way it finished.


Prospero's Alzheimer's

My father was once an architect

"I build dreams"
he said
"the stone is only the medium."

His dream before he died
was to come to Milan.

He lost the power to do that for himself
some time ago;

gave it up to others
in small catipulations
through his lifetime
in ways not even he
understood, then.

So I use the small powers I have,
the only ones left to me, money & influence;
(beauty fled me long ago).

I bring him to Milan.

He keeps muttering something about Ariel
as he feeds only the small bird on the windowsill.
eredien: Dancing Dragon (Default)
They've given us another snow day. This makes me very nearly estatic.

In other news, I know that I want to go to visit the Barnes Art Foundation (in Merion) sometime before the end of the semester. Other people have, at times, expressed interest, and now I'm trying to look up travel information and rates for admission.

It seems as if there's no direct SEPTA line to Merion, unless I'm mistaken, but we'll figure out a way to get there.

Why would I want to go? Two reasons:


  • Part of the reason why I wanted to go to Bryn Mawr is because it was near Philadelphia. There's museums and symphonies and public artworks in Philadelpia; there's not much of any of that stuff in my hometown. And I feel silly when I realize that I'm now moving into the second semester of my junior year and still haven't seen any of the culture the city has to offer.
  • I was looking at a book where I worked where I had to identifiy Monet slides soley from the picture. There was a picture I saw that was just beautiful, and I thought, "wow. I'll probably have to trek to Paris or Berlin to see that and pay an arm and a leg." I looked up the museum and saw that it was in this museum. Right here, not an hour away. And I promised myself I'd go. This guy knew his paintings.


So. Who's with me, or at least interested? I'd rather go in the spring, some weekend.