One of the most memorable things from our trip to Oslo last year was the Vigelanda Sculpture Park, 212 massive bronze and granite figures, all designed by Gustav Vigeland. What a joy that flow of creativity, and creating them must have been.
Humanity in all its many phases and stages!
Gustav Vigeland, Monolith
I love to travel, and I love to travel to strange mysterious countries, with pristine, old misty towering forests; semi-abandoned wayside stone churches; remote, lonely.
What country am I thinking of, Switzerland, Scotland, or somewhere I have never travelled?
Albania? Slovakia? Slovenia? Russia? Denmark? Macedonia?
Or the undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveller returns?
The ultimate land of the heart’s desire!!
I visited the 13th century Gothic Cathedral of Reims, where Joan of Arc got the Dauphin crowned on the first day of our Easter holidays.
The massive stained glass windows were dark and dusty from the outside, hardly seemed worth exploring with one of our children cathedral-resistant in a town of patisseries.