No more indoor wood fires this season, though Friday is supposed to be very chilly and wet. We celebrated the full moon on Wednesday, though it was a very busy day. At 11 am Deb had a teleconference with support staff regarding her mom's status. At 12:15 I had an appointment in Aburg for my 2nd Pfizer vaccination, exactly 7 weeks after my first one. I didn't actually get the shot until 1:15, but I got it. Deb goes tomorrow to Windsor for her 2nd Moderna. Then at 2 pm she had a Zoom meeting with a lawyer regarding the closing sale of her mom's condo in Lindsay. Finally, around 4 pm, the big lunar event got started.
The previous night was a lunar eclipse, partially visible from here if it hadn't been 100% overcast. At 4 pm Wednesday we headed outside to roast coffee, our first outdoor roast of the season. We usually roast inside during cold weather, in the fireplace. A fresh batch of Costa Rican coffee will be ready to drink in just a few days. Tuesday evening we prepared a tofu "cheescake", more like a cream pie, actually. Chocolate/coffee/peanut butter supreme! It was (is) absolutely death defyingly delicious! There was Daiya pizza for dinner, and our opera of choice this time around was La Vida Breva, by Manuel de Falla. It is a short opera (3 LP sides). Side 4, which we also listened to, was a series of songs by Granados. A good time was had by all.
In movie news, Deb's main choice last weekend was a 1937 screwball comedy written by Preston Sturges called Easy Living. There are certainly better examples of this genre out there, but it has its moments. Ray Milland gives a good performance, and Jean Arthur is simply Jean Arthur, take her or leave her.
My main choice was a 1975 film called Manila In The Claws of Light, about two young country people, a man and a woman, drawn to Manila to seek their fortune, like moths to a flame. One of Scorcese's perfectly restored World Cinema Project films, it is quite an amazing feature, as it follows the young man, beautifully underplayed by newcomer Rafael Aranda Roco, Jr., searching for his girlfriend in the big, bad city. There is so much to like about this film, especially the camaraderie among the construction workers, as well as the acting, street scenes, and taboo subjects, such as showing a call boy house in action. We haven't come across a bad film in Scorcese's series yet. Most, like this one, have been extraordinarily good.
And now it's time again to look at an artwork from the collection of the Detroit Institute of Arts. Someday I will get back there to see art in person. Someday. You'll see.
Maxime Lalanne (1827-86) was a French artist known for his etchings, of which the DIA has an outstanding collection. I have chosen a pencil sketch on off-white paper today, as it really struck me how much can be said with so little. Most of this small drawing is empty space, and yet it seems to say so much.
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