Thursday, 31 July 2014

MRS HALL, CAN I TAKE THE TEST AGAIN?

The signature gables of Amsterdam's buildings
There’s a lot of truth to the maxim God created the world, but the Dutch made Holland.  Much of the country lies below sea level, protected from tidal flooding and salt water by dikes and dams. 

Holland has expanded its borders by systemically excluding sea water from an area, washing the salt from the soil and producing land called a polder which is then reclaimed for agriculture.The origins of Amsterdam itself came from the construction of a protective dam on the Amstel River.


Riderless bicycles lean against the railings,
catching a breath before the next assault
Like Venice, much of Amsterdam is built on pilings and as we cruised the network of canals fanning out in a series of concentric crescents from Dam Square, we admired the architectural styles of the gabled buildings. 
Stylish buildings and vibrant greenery

Passing colourful houseboats and all manner of watercraft, we were struck by the incessant stream of fast moving bicycles on the roads adjoining and crossing the canals, their riders intent on the road ahead - pedestrians beware!

Most houses lining the canals are tall and thin, allowing only the narrowest of stairways. Many have sturdy iron hooks set in their roof lines - some quite elaborate in design. Using the hook, furniture can be hoisted to the appropriate floor then pulled through the window. 

We noticed a furniture removal company in action with a specialized crane and small platform utilizing a building's hook moving items from the street to an upper floor. Quite the operation.


A view of bridge after bridge
Amsterdam has many museums and galleries, one of which houses the world’s largest collection of Van Gogh paintings and drawings.  
Be prepared for long line ups -
its worth the wait

Standing a few inches away from Sunflowers, The Potato Eaters and some of his self portraits, it was simply wonderful to get up close to study Van Gogh’s unique brush strokes and use of colour, yellow in particular.

Doug pondered his schoolboy days in Mrs. Hall’s art class when he had been asked to provide a review of Sunflowers.  His response had been that it looked like a bunch of dead flowers. Not surprisingly this was not the critique Mrs. Hall had been looking for.
  
Perhaps it was time for Doug to take the test again.

The world turned on its side - Doug now an art critic of the highest order.
Mrs Hall would be impressed!

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