Every day we walked the short jaunt from our hotel to the museum. And most days I would shoot the people I walked by. Sadly, with such a big coat on, I was a bit encumbered, and mostly missed my framing. Oh well.
Handcuffed Mannekins. Stupid, but here you go.
Budapest has one of the oldest subways in the world.
Don't believe me?
Then we went to Vienna, Austria, only a two and a half hour car ride away. We went to see art. Kevin enjoys a
David Hockney.
Kevin also lingered over some hyper-realistic sculpture.
It was all pretty believable until you got to the crotch. No vulva, and sloppily glued on fur?
Some kids were bored out of their mind in the Albertina Museum.
The kids outside were having more fun.
"All that I know I learned after I was thirty." –Georges Clemenceau
The police are sneaky everywhere.
"Most of the images of reality on which we base our actions are really based on vicarious experience." –Albert Bandura
"A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five." –Groucho Marx