A visit to a museum

The left has been trying to segregate us forever by skin color, nationality or religion. Turns out there are good people – regardless of that shit.

My birthday is coming up. So my son suggested we go to the Norton Simon. My favorite museum of all in the LA area (next is the Huntington).

Although Yishai doesn’t remember this. When he was about three, I had a book of shapes colors, numbers. All the images were fine art. While looking at the book, I see that for the number three this is the painting, by Zuberon. So I took the book and him to the Norton Simon and we looked at this painting. Didn’t do much else. So I can’t blame him for not remembering. But he did want to come here – so it must have been in his subconsciousness.

I miss being a docent, but most museums are so woke these days. Although the Norton Simon isn’t – they only hire professionals. At least I have grandkids to share my love of art with. Eyal really enjoyed looking at art.

Einav counting the fish, Eyal at 6 had more patience. Which is fine.

I’m not a fan of modern art, although it is hard to call Braque modern these day. Yes, Eyal saw musical instruments, some that weren’t there – like a piano.

They do have a nice garden, and Einav did love running around.

I could hav spent more time. But it was about the kids. We did go downstairs to see the Indian and Asian art, the next day when I asked Eyal, he remember the ‘head looking in all directions’ A four faced God. And the people with multiple arms. Which is why you show kids art from other cultures – the strangeness of it sticks in their mind.

The kids are over smiling for cameras. Which is who they are. They are very cute, and I’ll take them without smiling for cameras

We stopped at a playground so they could get some energy out. There I saw a one legged girl who was hopping and climbing all over the place. I spoke to her parents, they were enjoying CA sun – since they live in Minnesota. They have 4 kids, two older boys, this girl and her twin sister. The mom just said she lost the leg at birth – oy. But since she never had the leg she is just living her best life. I wondered it because of that her center of gravity is different – so she can hop on on leg – something that people who lose a leg latter in life can’t really do. Anyway, the mom thanked me for coming over and talking and not just staring at her.

Then it was back through the Arroyo to have dinner in town – lovely way to start off the birthday celebrations.