Feel like it’s been a while since my last post. Lots has happened. My visit to the Tretyakov Gallery was rewarding…gallery after gallery of Russian painters, Repin being the only one I can recall by name…His painting of Ivan the Terrible holding his wounded son, with his crazy eyes peering out for intruders who would bring about his death…The chronology of the paintings, and their corresponding styles, paralleled western painting, from neo-classical through romantic to realist. Winding up my tour in the small gift shop, I left the museum solo, and made my way back toward the Pushkin Museum, where work was to begin at 3pm. I had lunch at the Patio place where we snacked the day before—pizza and salad. Worked until around 7—watching the crew unpacking crates for customs inspection—then walked through intermittent rain back to the hotel. Upon arrival, I had a couple of beers and two shots of vodka…At first I didn’t feel any effects, but it slipped up on me and left me stumbling around the mall, drunken but gleeful. I returned to the hotel and had a sushi dinner and awoke to a thumping headache.
Had breakfast and walked slowly to the museum, where I worked all day condition reporting. Long lunch. Rode Metro back to hotel, which was very interesting. Dropped off a cd there. Late dinner with a large group at a frilly, rococo pan-Asian restaurant, decorated in French neo classical décor and costumed wait staff. The string quartet playing in the central room wore white powdered wigs. Very surreal. We had drinks afterward at the Café Pushkin next door, and then returned to the hotel via gypsy cab.
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