Diary

I have been keeping a regular diary for the past 27 years. Having aspired

to inculcate this habit in my children, I find it a joy to read his school diaries.

Musing through some notings of the past days

Art Institute of Chicago and Chicago Symphony Orchestra

It had been a busy evening after the week long conference came to

an end. I rushed to the Art Institute and took some paintings and

books to muse over in the coming months. Took my friend through

some sections of the Impressionist period.

Camille Pissaro and Renoir, Eduard Manet and Claude Monet.

It is not everybody’s cup of tea, I had warned him.

But the bug has caught him and he started enjoying.

The viewings of the paintings was cut short as we had to

be at the poetry recitals organized by the Poetry Foundation.

“She is weeping” my friend told me.

Initially I thought it was a trained actor giving a performance

but after some time I realized that she was really weeping as she

read out Tennyson’s “Idylls of the King” with the portraits of

Julia Margaret Cameron in the background.

The Chicago Symphony Orchestra was one of the memorable things of this year

Field Museum

Next morning, it was snowing. We went to Field Museum and saw one of the

best fossil collections anywhere in the world. T-Rex Sue was a commanding presence

The 3-d film was a highlight

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Walks in Malta again

Malta had haunted me-and I suppose all other in the Mediterranean fleet –ever since I had first arrived in this sea at the ag of nineteen in 1941.

It was a name famous throughout the world, but also a name of ill-omen and foreboding. How often had I seen merchant ships loading in Alexandria, destroyers alongside jetties taking on stores, and barges going out to capital ships deep laden with ammunition and stores of every kind-all for Malta.

                                                            Ernie Bradford in Siege :Malta 1940-1943

MEMORIES OF STAY IN MALTA- 2010-12

As an introduction to the magic of Valletta we

walked to the Upper Barrakka gardens.

For walks and views, perspectives and visions

Gozo

History walk…Tales of Dragut, Turks and Gozitans

Funny?

Blue Lagoon-Comino

Magic Show at Theater Manoel

(Back to Manoel-

https://prashantbhatt.wordpress.com/2009/01/29/theater-manoel/

Exploring Art ..Her Grief..at St.James Centre of Creativity

A quiet afternoon at Hastings Garden

Every journey has it’s little wonders

In Search of Manwel Dimech-Maltese radical writer

and father figure of the Maltese Labor movement

http://www.chowk.com/articles/15339

Many lovely hours spent in the National Library

exploring different paths and intersections…

of thought and being

http://prashantbhatt.blog.co.uk/2010/11/01/a-visit-to-the-national-library-9872372/

St.James Centre of Creativity..

Back to these corridors..Museum of Fine Arts Malta

With Old Friend Chekov again

https://prashantbhatt.wordpress.com/2009/01/28/museum-imaging-malta/

https://prashantbhatt.wordpress.com/2009/01/28/sifting-through-complex-compositions-museums-in-malta/

Artists must never express the sense of an age:

They must give a sense to that age.

Conrad Fiedler

In this theme of  “Dialogues with Preti” one

feels that one is looking at objects that have

been gazed upon by past generations and will

continue to be admired by future ones.

My father first starting taking me to museums.

I continue that tradition with my sons

https://prashantbhatt.wordpress.com/museums-with-the-children/

Remembering such galleries..in India..”Bhau Daji Lad museum”..Byculla.Mumbai

National Gallery in Delhi (Jaipur House-India Gate)

Enjoying pizzas

Guitar Lessons with Tony Pace-St.Venera

Remembering Maben Oswald-Sagar’s first guitar teacher

in every note played

http://prashantbhatt.blog.co.uk/2009/06/24/of-artists-and-creators-mumbai-6382750/

As Tony Pace tested what this young student knew

(Sagar has been learning guitar for three years,

and Tony has been teaching for 36)

He acknowledged that Maben had taught him well.

and then he handed me a magazine which told of the Piedmont Blues

guitar movement

..of the Cultural historians who connected the African-American context

of the blues form and the connection between the West African finger

picking techniques brought to America by slaves and the Piedmont style

that developed from them.

Remembering some notes and traditions of story-telling through music from India

http://prashantbhatt.blog.co.uk/2009/03/17/do-not-ask-me-how-i-spent-the-night-english-translation-5776847/

Our Trails together

Lower Barrakka

Mediterranean musings

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Swings and Slides

2004 Tripoli

Slides

Thursday-1-7-2010

The twittering of the birds in the morning walk.

Went to the same park and sat on a bench.

I used to take my son to this park, I remember an old

expatriate worker tell me in 2004.

As they say, a lot of water has flown under the bridge.

Sorting some lists and issues. It will be a long day.

Got this picture of the children from Bombay today

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