Been waiting for this all my life really.
Enthralling. Hugely entertaining. Just being US.
One night in the lives of 9 gay men in 1968; really the stories of our lives over the last 50 years – presented by brilliantly talented gay men. Very different people, bringing out all sides of themselves.
To be themselves today in 2018. Finally.
Love the yellows and blues predominant in Oslo’s landmark buildings. Here’s the Royal Palace, Parliament Building, and National Theater (with interior). Nice choice of plays, btw.
No trip to Oslo is complete without seeing (hearing?) Munch’s Scream. He painted a few versions; the one I saw was at the National Gallery. As was another of his classics – Madonna.
Oslo Opera House brings the architecture to the people. Fantastic synergy of building, roof, plaza and Oslo fjord. Twilight photo is not mine, btw.
My suite in Oslo, Norway. Received a free upgrade because I asked for one. Sometimes that works. Modern design hotel with gorgeous original art throughout.
Full-featured spa, one of the nicest urban hotel spas I have visited. Lovely view of Oslo fjord.
Hotel is called The Thief, named for the island where it’s located – Tjuvholmen. At one time this was a nefarious area. Now, not so much.
Astrud Fearnley museum next to my hotel in Oslo has indoor and outdoor modern art exhibits. Orange windows for a current exhibition provide a surreal view of Oslo fjord.
At Peggy Guggenheim’s Venice palazzo – A roomful of Pollocks!
Friend, wife, mentor, mentee. Peggy knew them all. After meeting Piet Mondrian at his studio, she commented, “He kissed me and I was surprised to discover how young he was at 72!”
I suppose if you’re married to the artist you’re fair game for his paintings. Peggy Guggenheim is both the figure in red and the blue-haired figure next to the horse. Hubby Max Ernst imagined himself as the horse in “The Antipope”.
If I could look at that view all day, I’d be excited too. When she had certain guests, Peggy use to unscrew and remove the potentially offensive item. It’s now permanently attached.
Lions and Titians and Bosches, oh my! At the Gallerie dell’Accademia
My hotel suite in Venice was nice enough, though not as high style as others I’ve stayed in. To it’s credit, the shower was big enough to sublet – complete with large porthole window looking over the canal. And the TV’s appearing in the bathroom mirrors were a lot of fun.The room was full of high-end Venetian glass, though the placement was a bit odd. That’s nearly $3000 worth of gorgeously hued fazoletto ( crinkled handkerchief ) vases tucked away in a dim corner.
All the windows had great canal views, even the funky half windows behind bars, since I could see through them laying down in bed or sitting on the couch. The reason for these was the hotel was originally a glass factory, and the exteriors could not be altered in history-conscious Venice.
My favorite Venetian art glass on this trip was at Seguso. The lovely Giulia Seguso, latest descendant of the family making glass in Venice since 1397(!), graciously displayed some pieces to their best effect outside the studio. Stunning!