Gorgeous last rays of sunlight falling into the streets of Amsterdam, giving off the retro look of the ’60s, which in reality are at least couple of centuries old, on a Friday night made for a fantastic start for the weekend. It was a great day. The weekend is going to be even more amazing.
Spring is here, which means, the cherry blossoms trees, all around the country are blooming in pink. The fact that the sight lasts only a couple of weeks, later returning to green, makes it even more mesmerising to sit under one and watch the world go by. Its one of the few things that make me realise how far away I am from home, and how far away my life has come, for until an year ago I had never seen such a tree in my life.
I enjoy modern architecture, as the usual main ingredient is something I adore – Minimalism. Except physical objects that serve a function of utility, all things Modern Art, the squiggly drawings and incomprehensible artefacts, inspite of the popular notion of minimalism, are simply beyond my mortal comprehension. It precisely was what put me off from visiting the Stedelijk, but since I had nothing better to do, I finally decided to go. Needless to say, I had a great time taking pictures of the building than looking at art.
Here are some pictures
