Monday, April 21, 2008

A beer by the path by the wood by the river

Anyone else sunburned yet this year? My shoulders, knees and elbows, got caught sunbathing by the reservoir, with water all the way to Samorin, just near the excellent Danubiana art gallery. At least I assume it's a reservoir, its banks are concrete. Samorin looks from that distance like a moonbase, with big white buildings (standard sixties population-influx housing) and a water tower or something looking all sci-fi.

The gallery and the view are on the cycle path toward Gabcikovo, where I and I went for a fine bike ride-picnic-gallery visit yesterday. The head of the Hungarian coalition party was there with half his daughters, and most other people were German (Austrian), it seemed. But it's a wicked gallery, very spacious and nice light (especially on a sun-only day like yesterday). The exhibition at the moment has excellent paintings and makings by the excellent Kemeny-Szereme couple. Never heard of them, but they seem quite famous and I have the feeling my grandparents will be able to tell me things about them.

I can give some photos, but of ZK's work, there are a few good photos here, and of MKS's here. I liked her paintings in particular, (for me) people too busy having mundane lives to worry about it. Although it's sad, like walking around Lewisham shopping centre thinking that without some kind of inspiration, this is where all our global development efforts are leading. (Except they aren't because the (human/natural)world won't allow (structurally/environmentally) the spread of Lewisham's living standards to the whole world.)

I've been forgetting to listen to the radio for weeks, but I'm back on NPR now, specifically on All Songs Considered. It reminds me of some recurrent habit of making long lists of music to obtain after such listenings. It started with Invicta FM, sadly with long gaps. Of note from today: Madvillain, Television, and Gnarls Barkley. And memories of the Magnetic Fields. There was also an awkward interview-guest DJ spot with Thom Yorke; I liked his habit of skipping through the tracks to find what he wanted.

And since I like the idea of being paid to go up mountains, you can give money to Rachel to do that here.

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