Montag, 23. April 2018

Watercolour 123


And Spring

These are at the community gardens

One of our pear trees

Just before the rain. We will see how many blossoms are left tomorrow.

Samstag, 21. April 2018

Watercolor 122

The Colors of White

(The in-between numbers are coming up. Some are getting additional elements.)

Freitag, 20. April 2018

Watercolor 119

The Ford 

At the place where we saw this pony gat a bath....

...Was a ford close to the pretty stone bridge.

Mittwoch, 18. April 2018

Pleasant Thoughts

On Dismal Days

When ones day is very hard - think dental surgery, for instance - it becomes necessary to recite a quantity of Psalms and think happy thoughts of pleasant places.

Perhaps tomorrow will include some therapeutic painting.

Montag, 16. April 2018

Six Rings


This weekend is Zürich‘s end of winter festival. It is based on the custom of historic guilds to burn a symbol of Winter at precisely six o’ clock (thus the name). It involves a very long, very large parade of many people in period costumes, hundreds of horses, thousands of flowers, various wagons representing things from the respective guilds, and marching bands. It even has its own March song. You can check the internet for the Sechselaüten Marsch.

The main character is a giant snowman made out of a metal skeleton, stuffing, explosives and a pipe. He is the last wagon in the Children’s Parade on Sunday. Then he goes up on huge pile of wood for Monday.
The painting above is one I did many years ago.

On the Sechselaüten Platz in front of the opera house.

The point of the event is to see how long it takes for his head to explode off. The shorter the time, the sooner and better is summer. The longer the time, the later and less pleasant the summer to come. This year it took twenty minutes and thirty one seconds, rather long.

As the fire rises, each guild has a riders group gallop around the Böögg to music.

 But we are enjoying a lovely spring right now, so all is well.