Saturday, May 28, 2005
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Monday, May 23, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Day 7 - from Cathedrale to Hell
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Monday, May 16, 2005
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Day 2 - thank god for inventing digital
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
Day 6 - Musée d'art
I woke up later than I wanted to and almost decided not to go to Jardin Botanique, but it was a really nice overcast day with perfect light. I walked straight to the park - it only took me about 10 minutes. It amazes me that there is almost nobody there... It was a bit too windy so setting up the shots took a lot of time and patience.
I was complaining earlier about D60 multiplying the focal lengths - well, today I was glad it did! It turned my 70-210mm into 115-335mm. With an extension ring I had up to 335mm of pure macro power, all at F2.8!! Are you jealous, J.? :) I ended up shooting with my 100mm macro for the most part though. Never used it much before, but I am starting to like it!
I took a bus to the museum (Musée d'art et d'histoire), since it's all the way on the other side of the town... The building looks really grand, but inside there is not too much stuff. Not bad, but I've seen better. There was a really darling exhibit of French drawings. Oh, they also had a room full of antique musical instruments. No theremin, but there was a gorgeous 1628 theorbino (petit luth théorbé) made out of ebony and ivory.
It was still well before 5PM (most museums close at 5), so I walked over to the Museum library where Cabinet des Estampes is. Well, of course, my dreams do not come true. Giacometti prints didn't happen. He was a sculptor, afterall, and while he did do some printmaking, apparently, it was not good enough for an exhibit.
I was not disappointed though... At some point in his life Mr. Giacometti wrote a short text where he suggested that Callot, Géricault and Goya should be exhibited together because of their obsessions with violence and torture: "un frénétique désir de destruction dans tous les domaines." Violence and torture... Sweet! Absolutely exquisite etchings and aquatints by these three guys. I hope I won't have nightmares about Goya's flying horses and decapitated spaniards.
Copyright © 2006 Olga Khroustaleva
srah said on Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:28 AM about Chess
COOL!
srah said on Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:29 AM about Schengen Oui?
PACS OUI!
srah said on Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 11:29 AM about No. 17
Sticking your head out a wall?
O said on Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 1:15 PM about No. 17
Yup. Watching the world go by... Being No. 17...
PKT said on Thursday, May 19, 2005 at 3:50 PM about Russian Church
When I was 10, my family visited Geneva and during the years after that, my memories of Geneva funneled down to McDonald's (we were living in France where they didn't have any McDo), the Jet d'eau, the Swiss Army Knife shops, and gold. Yes, for some reason, which I could not remember, when I thought of Geneva, I thought of gold. And more specifically, I thought of gold pointy things. It wasn't until I went back to Geneva in 2003 and saw this church that I realized this was my memory of Geneva gold. True story.