The sun is shining but it is cool outside. These houses with glass walls facing south are perfect for days like this.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Hamburg Late September
Later late summer. Every time the wind blows chestnusts rain down from the talls trees above. 'Clunk, clunk' they go as they land on cars below. 'Ow ow', you say as they land on your head.
Among the autumn leaves the occassional mushroom.
Among the autumn leaves the occassional mushroom.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Cedric
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Wechselwetter ...rain and sunshine
Friday, September 17, 2010
Views from the train
In Austria the mountains south of Salzburg are high and craggy.As you travel north past the Chiemsee lake near Munich you can still see the Alps, but further north ....
just south of Fulda the hills are rolling.
South of Hamburg the highest things on the horizon are windmills.
PS Click on the images to make them bigger.
just south of Fulda the hills are rolling.
South of Hamburg the highest things on the horizon are windmills.
PS Click on the images to make them bigger.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Graz Fashion
A Beer in Graz
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
How many angels?
How many angels and other figures can you fit above an alter? In Graz at least, a great many.It would be hard to fit any more ornamentation in the Graz church I stumbled upon today. It has gold, statues, carved wood, eight chandeliers and a stunning marble floor. Wilting white roses were pinned to the pews, probably remnants of a wedding on Saturday.
No cars, no noise, what a pleasure
The wonderful thing about European cities is that the centers are car free. Instead of noise and pollution you have peace and tranquillity, open spaces where people can gather and outdoor cafes where you don't suffer from carbon monoxide poisoning.I am in Graz and it is a different city in the sun. The side-walk cafes are buzzing and the shops full of innovative and quirky fashion items.
"This is a city I could live in", I thought to myself as I walked the narrow inner city lanes, stumbling upon old churches and wide car-less streets full of outdoor restaurants.
"This is a city I could live in", I thought to myself as I walked the narrow inner city lanes, stumbling upon old churches and wide car-less streets full of outdoor restaurants.
Playing history
There is always someting on in Maribor's market square. The other day it was historical enactments.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Post festival blues
Alas the Maribor festival is over. This evening's concert in the packed Maribor Cathedral was Rachmaninov then Mozart's Requeim.
The Orchestra and Choir of London singers got a standing ovation and now the players and singers are celebrating the end of festival in the KGB Club down by the river from whence I have just come. I came home early as the club is in a basement down a very steep flight of stairs and I decided it would be too easy to drink a glass too much and have difficulty getting to street level again.
The Slovenian Philharmonic leave after the party for Ljubliana and everyone else seems to be catching early trains out tomorrow. There is no commercial airport in Maribor so people train to Graz, Vienna or Ljubliana. I head off to Graz tomorrow then 12 hours on to Hamburg the next day. Twelves hours, but I'll have music in my ears and a head full of paintings.
PS The sketch is of cellist Jan-Erik Gustafsson.
The Orchestra and Choir of London singers got a standing ovation and now the players and singers are celebrating the end of festival in the KGB Club down by the river from whence I have just come. I came home early as the club is in a basement down a very steep flight of stairs and I decided it would be too easy to drink a glass too much and have difficulty getting to street level again.
The Slovenian Philharmonic leave after the party for Ljubliana and everyone else seems to be catching early trains out tomorrow. There is no commercial airport in Maribor so people train to Graz, Vienna or Ljubliana. I head off to Graz tomorrow then 12 hours on to Hamburg the next day. Twelves hours, but I'll have music in my ears and a head full of paintings.
PS The sketch is of cellist Jan-Erik Gustafsson.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Puppets in barrows
Kojak
Coffee with green cushions
Friday, September 10, 2010
Music, music, everywhere.
In the markets, in the concert halls ... there is music everywhere in Maribor.
Cellists
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Sketching musicians
It is wet here in Maribor, wet and miserable, but I hardly notice as I sit in concert halls all day sketching musicians ...
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Doves through the window
Anja's Café
Anja is opening a café in Maribor. It was meant to be ready by September for the Maribor Festival and my 2009 drawings of festival musicians were to hang on the walls. However, a city bureaucrat went on holiday for the month of August and neglected to pass the paperwork on to a colleague. So the café will be finished in October instead.
Anja is using all natural materials and the café will serve local food. She will cook and her husband will serve. I wish I was going to be here to support her. Maybe next year!
Anja is using all natural materials and the café will serve local food. She will cook and her husband will serve. I wish I was going to be here to support her. Maybe next year!
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
Remarkable canvases
Hasty drivers
Monday, September 06, 2010
Ptuj and the Scots
Several centuries ago the Leslie Clan from Scotland bought the Ptuj Castle and married into the local aristocracy. The castle remains the most well known castle in Slovenia. The red horse and rider in the courtyard reminds that the Scots wore red and rode red horses. Many of the 17th Century paintings in Ptuj Castle feature the Leslie family. Others are of Turkish overlords/ladies as the Turks occupied Slovenia on their way to Vienna. Churches remained as churches though and were not converted to mosques.
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Posters with children
Friday, September 03, 2010
The Irish and the Attic
There is a big football game on in Maribor tomorrow night. The hostel I was in was booked out for the 2nd/3rd and the owner (a native Liverpudlian who has managed to live here for 3 years without learning the language) asked me to move out for the two nights. She appeared with a towel-wrapped head yesterday when I handed back the key and was apologetic about keeping me waiting. She had just peroxided her hair. In the meantime the town is filling with football fans. I can't understand their lingo but their shirts are bright green. Even the Irish couldn't get greener shirts.
Oh, what's that? It is the Irish? Right, that would explain not understanding the lingo.
My new abode is a cute little attic room in the Uni Hotel on the town square. It is a real pleasure having a space (and bathroom) for myself instead of sharing with ten others and I have decide to stay here for the duration.
Oh, what's that? It is the Irish? Right, that would explain not understanding the lingo.
My new abode is a cute little attic room in the Uni Hotel on the town square. It is a real pleasure having a space (and bathroom) for myself instead of sharing with ten others and I have decide to stay here for the duration.
The new Slovenia
“When the wall fell we poured millions and millions into East Germany," The German woman in my hostel commented. "Here the people did it by themselves, and look what they have created. This place is amazing and East Germany is still the place everyone wants to leave.
Come on Vodafone!
For all its vaunted global roaming, Vodafone doesn't have coverage here in Slovenia. Come on Vodafone, come across the border!