When we were in Los Angeles, we didn’t miss the opportunity to visit the Getty Center.
The J.Paul Getty Museum turned out to be one of the best museums we ever visited: the sculptures, decorative arts, drawings, pre-20th century European paintings, to name a few.
The cable-pulled tram took us from the parking garage at the bottom of the hill to the museum at the top of the hill. The museum has a 7-story deep underground parking garage.
One of the outdoor sculptures
Los Angeles, seen from the top of the Getty Center. 405 San Diego Freeway lines the middle.
Bust of an African woman (in marble) by Henry Weekes
Bust of Christ (in bronze) by Constantin Meunier
Head of Saint John the Baptist (in bronze) by Jean-Baptiste Chatigny
Self-Portrait as Midas (in patinated plaster) by Jean-Joseph Carries. Midas, the mythological king of Phrygia, was known for his foolishness. Apollo, punishing Midas for having favored the satyr Marsyas over himself in a musical contest, gave the king the ears of an ass.
Mischief and Repose (oil on canvas) by John Godward
The Ransom (oil on canvas) by John Millais. Millais’ praise of medieval chivalry is at the same time a lament for its absence in contemporary life
A Young Girl Defending Herself against Eros (oil on canvas) by William Bouguereau. A young girl playfully struggles with Eros (Cupid) to avoid love’s arrow.
The Fright of Astyanax (by pen and brown ink) by Benjamin West. As the Trojan hero Hector bids farewell to his family, his son Astyanax is frightened by his father’s helmet and runs to the nurse.
The Holy Family (oil on canvas) by Joseph Paelinck. Here the Virgin Mary and her mother, Anne, hold the Christ child, while Mary’s husband, Joseph, and her father Joachim, quietly observe.
Herm of a Vestal Virgin (in marble) by Antonio Canova
Apollo Crowning Himself (in marble) by Antonio Canova. Apollo’s idealized body and balanced pose recall ancient representations of nude male figures
Juno (in marble) by Joseph Nollekens
Venus (in marble) by Joseph Nollekens
The Elements Paying Tribute to Friendship (in marble) by Louis-Simon Boizot. The four elements (Earth, Water, Fire and Air) in the guise of ancient gods pay homage to Friendship who’s standing on the pedestal. (Love this one!)
Dancer (in bronze) by Paolo Troubetzkoy. Countess Tamara performed throughout Europe and the United States.
This visit made me
smile (Photo Challenge). While it was breezy, it wasn’t frigid (Daily Prompt).
This is Los Angeles, viewed from the top of the Getty Center.
Interstate 405 San Diego freeway can be seen in the center, vanishing, as the Earth and the sky converge in a mist of grey, white, and blue.
He strummed tune after tune on the Venice beach boardwalk in Los Angeles.
His shabby attire belied the soulful melodies of his performance. He endured, plucking the strings, reaching the broken hearts with “Careless Whispers” and the confused minds with “Make me Pure.”
I saw a liplock
ed couple standing by a restroom, never wanting to unlock; and a marijuana addict who smoked another joint with teary eyes.
The performer was a homeless marijuana addict himself and he, after
hours of non-stop plucking, hollered, “I haven’t eaten for days,” and went back to strumming.
When he smiled, the sun smiled – mother smiled too
The blossom is a reminder that we have a life to live
Stay focused this spring – someone’s already at it!
The first thing that comes to mind when I think about
street is crowd, and how people in the crowd are either active or inactive. Other things that become part of street may lie in the periphery, adding layers and colors.
People in these pictures are impersonators from two different locations: one, from posh-yet-punishing Los Angeles in the US, and the other, buzzing-yet-backward Santo Domingo in Dominican Republic.
Los Angeles punishes strugglers. Legend has it that Brad Pitt was once an impersonator before he became what he became. Here in the picture, an impersonator has become Robert Pattinson, who looked fit and might not be a hungry man. People were paying him for a picture.
Santo Domingo has a lot of hungry people. The impersonator in the picture, who looked stoned, stood in that position for a long time; the street was empty. But he performed ‘Dangerous’ moves later in the evening as people swarmed the El Conde Street. Michael Jackson later told me that he’d moonwalk all day to eat one meal at night. When I offered him Presidente beer he drank it with his meal, following which he asked me if I wanted to smoke weed.