I've come to the conclusion that for an artist with wanderlust I've been ignoring a few other corners of the world. Today we are going to the Netherlands. We visited friends living in Amsterdam in 2000. They were gracious enough to put up with us for three weeks and took us to places we would never have probably ventured to alone ...Brugge and Paris to name a couple and the, ahem, famous adult district of the city. This day we ventured out alone to see the working windmills of Zaanse Schans Village. I had dragged my poor husband into every art museum I could find, The Rijksmuseum, The Van Gogh Museum, and The Louvre ad on finitum... This was his reward, finally, and what a great day. Zaanse Schans has 3 working windmills that you can get inside of to see the gears and inner workings.. working! One grinds mustard seed and makes wonderful mustards. Another grinds peanut waste into oil and a third, MY FAVORITE, grinds exotic woods and stones into the dry pigments that are used to make paint. The last one in existence. We also saw clogs being made in a wood workshop, and enjoyed the goods of a cheese making workshop and tasted EVERYTHING... needless to say we returned to our friends with bags of goodies and gifties to lug home. Total tourists! This is also the same trip that I dyed my hair bright blue. When leaving the country the customs agent looked at me, looked at my passport and looked at my husband. He asked him, "Was this alright with you?" to which he replied, "You think I had any control over it?" . Hmmm... Till tomorrow art fans!
Marianna M. Duford
...an artist with wanderlust.
"Soliloquy"
8x16 studio oil
$625 framed