Friday I made a quick trip to see the Turner show at the National Gallery. If you're in town before early January I would recommend seeing it, it's pretty spectacular. Turner is great if you want to see an artist's work shift from clear, descriptive scenes, to an expression of atmosphere and light so thick the canvases look almost completely abstract. (For those of you who came on last week's art tour, Rothko has some Turner echoes.) I also stopped by the NGA offices to deliver thank-you cupcakes to G. and M. who ran a comps dry run for me.
Saturday
afrikate and I went out in the U street corridor. It was fun,
afrikate danced with a very enthusiastic older man. We found a place with good music although quickly realized we were not in the going out uniform. (It's evolved since we were in college.) By the second place our mission had become an anthropological study of the young 'uns and their fashion choices.
The rest of my weekend was spent grading papers, trying to finally shake this headcold, and hanging out with D. who's having a worse time with the same cold.
Saturday
The rest of my weekend was spent grading papers, trying to finally shake this headcold, and hanging out with D. who's having a worse time with the same cold.
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