Oslo -- Art Museums

Yesterday was history, today was art. The National Museum had many artists, I focused on the Norwegian ones. I found several I liked, but never knew before. I'll just drop 2 here, one because it's so Norwegian in its subject, the other because it was reminiscent of one daily childhood ritual of my own.

(September, by Erik Werenskiold, 1883)

(Braiding Her Hair, by Christian Krohg, 1888)

The Munch Museum was this afternoon. I didn't know much about Norway's Edvard Munch beyond his well-known "The Scream." I'm not sure I appreciate his styles (he had many) but navigating the collection with Doug gave me more context, a smidgen of understanding, and a small bit of appreciation for this artist. Doug remembers every odd detail about every artist and every painting he's ever encountered, which makes him a good companion in art museums. Our styles of viewing art are radically different but complementary.

My own Munch favorites were his reflections on all the ways one can be alone, both positive and negative.

(The Scream, by Edvard Munch)

Finally, after 2 days of museum-going in the most touristy parts of Oslo, we took a tram ride farther away from city center to a neighborhood with a river running through it. We walked along the river and its waterfalls before getting dinner. We ended the day with a waffle from Harald's Waffles.