It didn't rainbow and then hail today, like it did earlier this week, but I had a nice dose of rainy Glasgow weather anyway: this time with wind! A downpour for 20 minutes, then no rain at al, then crazy wind, then a downpour again, then wind, then all of it together. It's fun. So after I did a few hours of work (I'm a hard-working person don't you know), I treated myself to a museum visit, Glasgow's beautiful Kelvingrove. Here's what I saw there. Because I know you all care.
This is Queen Victoria's head in marble, 1888, with Kelvingrove's famous installation of hanging heads in the background. My photos are so cerebral.
The stone walls of the 1901 Kelvingrove museum were all cleaned in an interesting way: Latex rubber was sprayed onto them, allowed to dry, and then peeled off. Decades of Glasgow soot and dirt came off with it but left the details all in tact. It was the first building in Scotland to be cleaned this way.
Late in his career, Salvador Dali actually met with Pope Pius XII to get permission to start work on religious paintings--and he was granted it. Nevertheless, his 1951 "Christ of St. John of the Cross" incited controversy for years. In 1961, a visitor to the Kelvingrove Museum was so outraged, he threw a stone it and then tore it with his hands.
I got turned on to Mucha during my first trip to Europe when I was 21. I was in Prague, and his posters were everywhere. I fell in love with them (and if I remember correctly, an indie-rock Swedish boy I met at my hostel who knew a lot about the artist). I was delighted to stumble on an exhibit about him (Mucha not...Daniel, maybe?) at the Kelvingrove, and all this time later the elaborate, ethereal designs still make me smile and think of Prague. This is the poster that made Mucha an overnight sensation. It was also his first poster, a commission for Sara Bernhardt that he landed simply because he was the only one in the office at the time. There's a lesson in there somewhere but I really don't want it to be "work more."
This is the Kelvingrove in all its majestic castle-like glory, with Glasgow's crazy, beautiful light behind it and an ugly van in front, because life is real people--it's not all Instagram photos and picture-perfect meals. Sometimes there are ugly vans in your shot.
That said, I did have a really (and unexpectedly) delicious meal at a pub called Firebird, which I randomly chose because I was hungry and tired of walking and it was there. Not exactly picture perfect but those are chickpea fries with harissa dip on the left, and roasted cauliflower with garlic confit and pesto on the right. So good. When it came time to pay, the server said "You get to sign with the fanciest pen in the world." And then he said, "It makes me feel like a princess every time I use it." He was right.
And then I saw a TARDIS.