As I am presently suffering from a stultifying bout of the winter blahs, cabin fever, and general ennui, I thought I'd sift through some photos from past adventures beyond the confines of my rural existence.
"I'm half sick of shadows"
This quote from Tennyson's "The Lady of Shallot" (seen below) about sums things up.
Back in November, in Montreal, I saw a stunning exhibit of J.W. Waterhouse paintings.
I loved my afternoon at the Musée des Beaux Arts, as expressed by this Photoshopping of one of the 2 big heart-shaped sculptures right outside the museum's entrance (you can just make them out in the right hand side of the previous photo.) Can't you just see this as a postcard with "I Heart Montreal" or "I Heart Art" emblazoned across the sky? I need an agent.
The interior of the museum lends itself well to a graphic interpretation
while the view from an upper window provides an interesting mix of shapes and sizes, old and new, against a dimming November sky. Notice someone's artistic expression painted on the side of the building on the lower right of the photo. One has to wonder why. Perhaps they were suffering from a case of the blahs as well. It happens.