Took the tube to Trafalgar Square and glutted our brains with art. The National Portrait Gallery. The National Gallery with Van Eyck's "The Arnolfini Marriage."
Took a bus to the Tate Britain and saw a lot of Rossettis--very romantic.
I love Turner, but Aaron teased me, saying he painted like someone who was going blind.
I also really like romanticized, fantasy landscapes with misty scenes and Roman ruins. Aaron detests this genre.
Otherwise, however, our taste in art is compatible. We concurred that the contemporary museum was a bunch of conceptual art bullshit. All in all, a fantastic day.
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- Perhaps my friend Mark summed me up best when he called me "a mystical grammarian." I am quite a mix--otherworldly, ethereal and in touch with "the beyond," yet prone to being very precise and logical, when need be. Romantic in the big-canvas meaning of the word, I see the world as an adventure, as a love poem, as a realm of beauty and wonder.
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