The Hague on a Sunday morning at 10:30 AM isn't a hopping town. I've noticed that generally, Amsterdam isn't an early-rising kind of place, especially on weekends. You could shoot a cannon down our street any morning at 8 and not hit a soul. But The Hague was eerily quiet at 10:45.
Up the street... |
...and down the street, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse |
One of 3 tables, from one of 30 vendors |
His omnipresent salamanders |
But there were also studies and some limited number of sketches that showed how he did his inventive work.
Tessellation sketches |
Study for Metamorphosis |
Note the construction lines in this rare watercolour |
I built this |
I've lost weight since retiring. Karen appears to have grown some |
...and see that in fact, it doesn't look like what he drew. His sense of optical illusion was wonderful, and I love the way he played with your mind. There's an original Escher at the Schiphol airport that is 42 METERS in length. This I have to see.
The museum itself is also a kick. I give you a sampling of the chandeliers and light fixtures, which are by an artist named Hans Van Bentem from Rotterdam.
And my personal favourite (which I post for Lisa and Mikey Bastard, who I know will order one tomorrow):
We had time for a brief walk through downtown, past the lake...
The Binnenhof, home of the Dutch Parliament |
One of the three arms of the Passage |
Tram lines and people on a quiet Sunday afternoon |
By this time we were less than 1 km from Scheveningen, Holland's most popular seaside resort. It has a busy little harbour...
Third spot on the right |
Looking north |
Looking south |
Holding her face against the blast |
Presumably where people sit in better weather |
Ridin' the wind and the waves |
Restaurant row |
Table top BBQ? Roast marshmallows? |
Pick a primary colour they DON'T have |
Why is this here? |
Ah, that's why |
I think this beach runs all the way to Denmark, actually |
2 comments:
The place is called 's Gravenhage but it's more commonly referred to as Den Haag bij the dutch. The Hague is just the english version of Den Haag (translation). Like you guys also call Cologne Cologne in stead of it's German name Köln.
Scheveningen is actually one of those place frequented by the workingclass members of dutch society.
Adjacent Zandvoort and Bloemendaal are the upperclass beaches. Bergen (50 km to the north) has an enormously wide beach and it's a very pitoresque village as well.
I guess I need not correct you on the bit that says that the beach runs all the way to Denmark right? It's a long stretch of beach but it only runs 'till Den Helder.
The Gemeentelijk Museum of the Hague is in sort of a down time right now after having broken all sorts of records last year with their exibition on the Blaue Reiter and Wassily Kandinsky last year (wich I went to see and it was great).
It "only runs to Den Helder"? Okay, well Den Helder is only like 100 km away, but my point was this beach goes on forever. I'm not aware of a 100 km long beach in North America.
And the beach really doesn't stop at Den Helder; it jumps to Texel, then to Vlieland, then to Terschelling, then to Ameland, then to Schiermonnikoog, and then I'm pretty sure it just keeps going up the German coast on Borkum, Juist and those islands, and by then you're basically at Denmark anyway.
And the way the wind was blowing, the sand will get to Denmark in any case. Probably in about an hour.
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