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http://www.nasher.duke.edu/elgreco/

Saturday morning we joined Jay & Betty Mashburn in Durham to tour the El Greco Exhibit: Art During the Reign of Philip III of Spain. I found it very interesting and enjoyed it thoroughly, though I would have preferred there not been quite so many people there so we could have taken our time and moved through the gallery without saying "Excuse me" for every step. The historical slide presentation made all the artwork even more interesting, as it gave the historical background for the time, as well as the pieces themselves. I think that was Bobby's favorite part. I was going copy my favorites from the website listed above to paste here, but it won't let me. And they only show two of the ones that I really truly liked. Ah well, life goes on!

Don't forget to go vote tomorrow if you haven't already. I am just SO excited this election is FINALLY almost over and that I will come home from work on Wed and not here ANY political voice mails or have any postcards or fliers in my mailbox. I just want to get this show on the road so everyone can either rejoice or moan and then get on with life. :O) How's that for good 'ol worn out patriotism?

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Jennifer said…
i'll be glad when all the phone messages are done!!
Lydia said…
I'm in mourning today:( Ah, well- God is Sovereign and in Control.

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