Synchronicity, Arts and Happy 2012

I don’t know how it is for people, but the first days of the year for me just seem to pass. I thought about something that I’ve heard on the radio: one of the Samoas decided to change the time to the West time, leaving people with a friday too many. They jumped from Thursday to Saturday and that was set and done. It must be horrible to lose a Friday like that. Imagine if there was something already prepared on the universe to happen on THAT Friday? Now, it is postponed to eternity. I’m glad nobody has stolen any Friday of mine. Yet.

Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance and that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner. The concept of synchronicity was first described in this terminology by Carl Gustav Jung, a Swiss psychologist, in the 1920s. (Wikipedia)

So, I spent most of the day in laziness, reading a book on my new Nook. The Nook is a very useful gadget, particurlary for people who have bad eyes like mine. We can change the font size and everything is beautiful. I’ve been reading “The private lives of the Impressionists”, by Sue Roe. I’ve never read anything by her before and I’m very impressed with the work she did on this book, where you can read about this group of Impressionists that literally, shook Paris.
The historical and political events at the time, the war against Prussia, the ever-so-tight academic esthetics that seemed to rule the Arts, their family lives and their friendship is all outlined in detail but well written, which makes the book impossible to put down for those who like the subject.

Synchronicity: I was in Boston this Christmas and went to see the “Degas and the Nude” exhibition – a good hint by Ana Mihai, designer and marketer. It was wonderful to see his genius and simplicity at play. Contrary to Picasso, who seemed to be more fascinated with vaginas, Degas liked the rounded and voluptuous derrières. The drawings attest that he enjoyed sketching the ladies in the brothels and thecorp de ballet dancers at the Ópera , not necessarily in this order.

Meanwhile, in Washington DC, my sister and my dad where visiting the Fine Arts Museum and she took some pictures of what she was seeing by… Degas! The penis is a prize. I don’t think is Dega’s, though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, as you can see, the new year started like that: Impressive!

Happy Impressive 2012 to all of us.

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