Art Books Outings Recipes

Voma: An Online Art Museum for Everyone

Last week we visited A free, virtual, entirely online, art museum.

Screenshot from the museum entrance.

Inés (9 years old) liked the video from and the painting from Manet (Eduárd)

I liked the room with paintings from Abe Odedina and Manet, and the video from Gilbert & George.

The museum has a reading room where you can learn more about the artists.

We really enjoyed the visit and gave a small donation. I hope the museum will be a success. I am looking forward to see how it experiments with the changeable architecture and the possibilities of bringing together artists and artworks from different times and places.

You can hear Stuart Semple talking about the museum for the Kickstarter project:

Random things I liked last week

For a change from the many things not to like last week:

  • A book from Julia Alvarez, “En el tiempo de las mariposas“, a historical fiction during Trujillo dictatorship in República Dominicana. I loved the book. I found the first half very slow and a bit boring but then it all changes and I couldn’t put it down.
  • The movie Soul. We watched it with the kids and everyone liked it. The animations are beautiful, the music too and who doesn’t like New York?
  • Baking a Galette des Rois, from David Lebovitz recipe. It turned out pretty good. The kids didn’t like the orange zest because change but I did, and I am keeping the recipe.
Books cookbooks

Pickled Onions

One day you wake up and you are having coffee while reading a cookbook, and the recipe looks good, and you don’t have greek yogurt but you made a batch of home made yogurt last night, and you don’t have red onions but you have the American white onions that are sweeter than the European ones, and you have a leftover piece of baguette in the freezer, and a rest of apple cider vinegar.

Next thing you know, you are making a batch of pickled onions at 6am in the morning while you prepare the kids school lunches. The kids come down the stairs complaining that it smells disgusting and you roll your eyes because they have no taste and it smells like your grandmother kitchen that summer she decided to pickle loads of cucumbers because you loved pickles. Your grandmother pickles turned out so sour that you would wink your eyes non stop while eating them but you still loved them. There were so many jars that you spent the whole summer snacking on pickled cucumbers while watching your favorite cartoons and then complaining of stomach ache.

– The recipe is from “Tasting Paris” book from Clotilde Dusoulier.
– I have a cheap yogurt maker from Amazon.
– I buy the baguettes at Costco or WholeFoods. For the real deal, this French bakery in Wauwatosa is better.

Books Home Weekend Coffee

46 days

I finished ‘Du côté de chez Swann‘ by Proust. That was my quarantine read. There are 5 more volumes but not yet. I liked it when Swann idealizes Colette through Vermeer portraits. Vermeer portraits are beautiful. Krista Tippet, on the On Being podcast, interviews Stephen Batchelor about ‘Finding Ease in Aloneness’. They talk about Vermeer portraits.

The new album by Fiona Apple reminds me of Frank Zappa. I am no music critic. I just like it. My husband would probably disagree about the ressemblance, he is a big Frank Zappa fan. 24 years ago, when we started dating, he would listen to it all the time. When we lived in Paris, there was a bar in Rue Oberkampf that also played Frank Zappa. We named it ‘El Zappa’. It has probably been gentrified. I started a Tumblr where I put songs I like.

My cat Rasputín has stress. He overgrooms himself. We have hormone diffusers and a cream that he licks from his paws. I thought about giving it to the kids on days where they fight non stop. I haven’t. Yet.

It is 10am Saturday, I am wearing my ugliest pyjama, drinking coffee from a mug painted by my daughter, there is a lonely banana in the fruit bowl. The kids play video games. My neighbor has been cleaning the garden with his kids for an hour. I thought about unfollowing him to avoid the guilt but this is not Instagram. I am going to have a second coffee instead.

Good morning.

Books Nostalgia Uncategorized

Un regalo del pasado

Estas navidades recibí un regalo de una amiga de infancia. Mientras buscaba libros en el trastero de su madre para su hijo, encontró un libro de la colección Barco de Vapor que leíamos de pequeñas. El libro era mío y tenía una dedicatoria.

Me hizo mucha ilusión recibirlo y ver la dedicatoria de mi padre en el año 88.

Para Brezo, con cariño de Papá.

Madrid 2/Febrero/88

Lumbánico, el planeta cúbico, es un libro de viajes y aventuras, de no aceptar el orden actual de las cosas, de indagar en la historia. No me acuerdo muy bien de la trama pero me acuerdo que me gustó mucho y probablemente se lo dejé a mi amiga para que lo leyera también.

He empezado a leerlo a mis hijos, con bastante nostalgia, acordándome de mi padre que siempre me mandaba un paquete por Navidad.

Muchas gracias amiga por acordarte de mí y dejarme disfrutar un año más de un regalo de mi padre.

El enlace en GoodReads:

Art Books

Breakfast with Myself

Data Portrait from Observe, Collect, Draw: A Visual Journal.