Who remembers Armand Vanderlick (1897-1985)?
On Monday, a chance encounter with a still life of his, in the window of a gallery in Ghent (Vase garni de fleurs, 60x50, found no date).
An moment of intense delight. A crisp mystery mutely erupting in the silence of a shop window in the afternoon sun. Made me very happy.
Today: arrived earlier than usual, just before high tide. Standing up after the first hour and a half, to stretch my legs, started to shiver uncontrollably, then shake spasmodically, for about 20 minutes. Not that it was that cold, but the nor'wester had me all benumbed.
Gibbous waning moon.
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