Farmers Market and Modernist Art

Finally, a chance to get to the market. With plans from the last few weeks being foiled by weather, work or both. The Mrs. and I finally got a chance to get back to the Yorkmont Farmers Market. And, although there was little in the way of veggies to be had from our local farmers it was good to see them all and catch up.We got some eggs and sweet potatoes; picked up some meat, including some fresh salami. The real reason we were there was to get the low down on ordering a half cow. We have a chest freezer begging to be filled and some friends who want to split the order with us. We finished or shopping on the wholesaler side if the building, picking up what we needed for a broccoli soup from Orangette . To finish off our visit we stopped by the Harvest Moon Grille and got some breakfast from Cassie. The Harvest Moon is a small food trailer operated by Grateful Growers and serves meals created from local products, including their pork. I had an egg and pork wrap with diced potatoes and herbs, and the Mrs. got an egg sandwich on focaccia.

Sunday was our fist chance to go check out the Bechtler Museum. Since the weather was agreeable we decided to ride bikes and enjoy the day. I am not a huge fan of Modernist art but there is almost always something to like in every museum. My real reason for wanting to go is slightly less altruistic.

At the time of the opening of the museum I was reading a book on art forgery called, Provenance. The artists represented in the book are all represented in the Bechtler collection, so what i really wanted to do was contemplate whether or not the art was genuine. Is that wrong? But, while listening to the stories about the art from the little talk box, I leaned the Bechtler family were personal friends of most of the artists; therefore the possibility of them being fakes is low. With that said I did enjoy the museum quite a lot and will definitely be making return trips as the collection is rotated. The Mrs., however nearly had a nervous breakdown when we entered a room of sculptures by swiss artist Jean Tinguely that were composed of found objects, old wood, animal skulls and electric motors that apparently move when switched on. Unfortunately, they all had large "Do not touch" signs over their switches. It was very hard for her to not turn them on. And, who could blame her? As we finished up we had an interesting conversation about the use of the term "Modern art" and its misuse in place of "Contemporary art" and whether we should use "Modernist art" instead to differentiate.

From there we finished the day anxiously awaiting the USA vs Canada hockey game.