Last Saturday, on a rather dank autumnal day, we went to Cambridge to see the Degas exhibition at the Fitzwilliam Museum.
But first we walked to Christ's College to look at the gardens.
A good display of window boxes in First Court
and interesting gateways to walk through,
More gateways elsewhere in town.
Not everywhere open to view.
Our gown buying days are long gone!
And reflections in the glass have spoilt your view of this glorious attire!
I'm always on the hunt for a really zingy-coloured shirt for Himself. But no luck here.
We walked through the market to the museum.
Some rather foggy images taken from a short film of Degas walking along a street in Paris.
It's a very comprehensive show, full of interesting detail, with so much to absorb that we did it in two halves with a break for lunch in the middle.
Apart from the expected images of dancers, horses, portraits and the like, there were some surprises. This lovely landscape I would not have recognised as a Degas. It was hung between a Corot and a Thomas Jones and it was this sort of intelligent hanging, and the accompanying text, that made it such a fascinating show.
Such interesting details, this X-ray of the figurine of a dancer showing the shop-bought armature that Degas had purchased and adapted for his particular use.
We left Cambridge as the rain began to fall
but they were still punting on the river!