I finally tore myself away from reading Noddy books and a the city I'll hopefully call home someday and jumped on the train to Glasgow. No one brags aboud Glasgow but curiosity wins everytime. The city's a bit to moderm for my liking but still has a few old world charms like the spendid 12 century gothic cathedral founded by St. Mungo, the city's patron saint.
I dedicated an entire day wandering around beautiful Pollock park and admiring the collection at its Burrell museum. Known as one of the greatest collections created by one person, the museum displays only a fraction of the 9,000 works of art collected by Sir William Burrell and Lady Constance Burrell. I thoroughly enjoyed viewing the medieval tapestries, European paintings, including works by Degas and Cézanne, Islamic art, and modern sculptures including works by Epstein and Rodin.
As I walked through the park watching children play and people walking their dogs I thought about what pieces of art I'd own if I were ridiculously rich and had the means. It is a very long list but definitely Rodin's 'Thinker', Canova's 'Cupid and Psyche Standing', Klimt's 'Kiss', Munch's 'Scream' and 'Madonna', Boticelli's 'Birth Of Venus' and 'Mystic Nativity', Crivelli's 'The Dead Christ Supported By Two Angels', Picasso's 'On The Beach', Van Gogh's 'Sunflowers', Dali's 'The Hand', the gorgueous erotic sculpture I saw in a Winnipeg gallery, and my science vs. nature interpretation of a wonderful painting by Natlie Marsh that I promise to afford someday.
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