We were looking for a day out from Amsterdam. I flicked through the guide book and thought the Kroller-Muller Museum looked pretty good. It’s a museum set in the middle of a national park, which meant a day out in the country for me; and it has a sculpture garden for my sister to look at. She’s interested in the visual arts and I’m not much.
It’s a fine place, and walking round a sculpture garden with a map in your hand has the excitement of a treasure hunt. (Evolutionary biologists explain:- why is a treasure hunt great fun while looking for your keys or wallet a stressful business?)
Things like this are more fun to photograph than actually look at.
I prefer gardens and flowers.
Walking about this sculptural park you come across odd structures – ingenious but they do nothing for me.
I mean, what is the point of this?
Unclimbable steps. Did someone try climbing them and fall off, hence the "X" through the pedestrian on the sign?
Nice meadow flowers.
A small rabbit was grazing without fear. Never to be pursued by aesthetes.
Man with red hat. Found him a more interesting sight than what he was looking at.
After walking round the garden we thought we may as well have a quick squint at the inside of the museum, and there were roomfuls of famous Van Goghs, as if a calendar had come to pieces and put itself into frames.
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