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Heidelberg at Sunset

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Who knew that the Christmas market was still going. After Christmas even!

The gang’s all here.

And the sun sank.

And the lights glowed.

Austin City Limits and Billy Strings

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Austin City Limits clinched the deal.

Lots of old school bluegrass. Ironically the standup bass was “unplugged” into an electric bass. The venue…yea please.

It all starts with fiddle.

MASP take two

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Since our first visit was interrupted by 50,000 protesters, we returned to see the original MASP wing on our last day in São Paulo.

There were cars in the street and commerce was proceeding apace. Late stage capitalism perks along with one or two corporations owning everything.

Curation was interesting in this wing. Hodge podge to be sure (with bad lighting), but some masterpieces on display.

The best stuff was not really from Brazi.

Van Gogh does eye

Magritte does eye

LGBTQ Jesus from the middle ages.

Degas dances in São Paulo as well.

Degas does eye

The brutalist architecture does its thing.

Pinacoteca de São Paulo in the Thunder

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What do you do when you are in São Paulo on a thunderous rainy Monday (the day that much is closed)? Seek out the Pinacoteca, and experience some art.  Visit both sides with a sprint between rainstorms.

The space is beautifully assembled of old and new in contrast. The curation follows this concept and lacks only professional lighting. Brazil could use some NY light people in all of its museums.

Two views.

The exhibits are spotty, but there are always jewels to be found.

Some of the sculpture is exquisite.

Romey in a pink box.

This is not art!

Channel Emily.

And then brave the rain, walking through the huge unfamiliar trees of Brazil.

Arriving at the Contemporary building just as the power flickers and the clouds unleash.

Enter the late ’60s and the dissolution of dictatorship. Yankees out of vietnam.

BLUM!

Then have a late lunch while you wait for the rain to abate. Banana milk punch for the win.

Esperanza Spalding in Brazil

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When we were looking for a concert to attend Saturday night in the São Paulo Spring, we were surprised by the pickings. Not much going on even though the city is huge. A conversation in Brazil with a young show producer told the tale of why, the gist of it being that a post COVID explosion of creativity is drawing to a close and the performers are exhausted. But the constraints led us directly to an exceptional treat—Esperanza Spalding in Brazil.

Magical.

We did require some help from our new friend Christian (a USP fresh out Ph.D.) who was able to use the local shotgun app to get tickets. I tried that earlier from the US with no luck since the app required a Brazilian citizen ID number.

In a small world phenomenon, we ran into Fabio Kon and his wife while waiting in line to get into the venue.

It was nice to spend some time with the locals. LOL. Here are some pictures and videos of the show.

There was some waiting around to do from 8pm to 10pm, but it was all worth it.

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We were, in fact, in Brazil…as you can hear.

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A commentary in AI and jazz. Computer speed and human speed compared.

When we got back to the rosewood after the show, we had a late night snack at 1:30am.

Jardim Botânico São Paulo

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The monkeys were making lots of noise.

But the Spring was pretty quiet.

I found my statue in São Paulo.

We saw capybaras…kinda

Special thanks to Christian for showing us around.

Decompressing at the Stick

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After all of the planning, and then the actual event itself, we were ready to put our feet up. So we did.

The Stick with Göran, Anne, Noelie, Lisa, Rhine and April—hosted by the newly married McGraws! Late May is perfection at the beach. No people.

Oh yeah, the dogs came too. We rented a huge vehicle in Pittsburgh to cart everyone and all their stuff down.

Now back to those feet…

About the only complication was figuring out the state of the improperly-installed dishwasher. We built our own sign to signify state. It was good in theory. LOL.

As always, cooking was an important part of our beach time. Romey and Lisa made a delicious meal indeed.

The dogs felt left out.

The view from the porch leads to inner peace.

We did make a few cocktails.

Tranquility…unless you are a ball.

Just add more olives.

Starts like this…

Ends up like this. Thanks John and Joan!

Rasika is Excellent

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Rasika is a great place to eat in DC.

Feel the Rhinoceros: Musée d’Orsay

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Yo could have sworn that we had a kilometer yet to go. He did not open himself up to the rhinoceros.

Romey and I sprinted up to 4 as soon as we arrived to take in the impressionists before they were mobbed.

Is this a Renoir or a Manet?

Lunch was actually delicious.

And now you too can channel your inner rhinoceros.

Banksy Pop Up in Paris: The Walled Off Hotel

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Sometimes when you are walking down the street in Paris taking in the sights, you just take a quick left into an art show.  We probably could have stayed at the hotel (copy) too.

Who did it better?

Steve is taking all our shit!

Just who is the real queen?

 

 

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