Didn't have high expectations about tonights vernissage. Thought it would be only a few people looking at art, but whaddaya know. First of all I did like the art. Not all of it but the variety. There were 67 pictures, and one in particular caught my eye.
It was a tree in front of a savanna showing black bad weather behind it. This is how I feel sometimes, when the world is against me. Me the tree against the world. It somehow appealed to me. And me being the tree surviving despite everything and everybody else. In short a survivor. Yes, that appealed to me very much.
The other funny thing was that I was stuck with gazillions of Swiss-speaking people. Or so I thought. Until I realized that one of them spoke English. Which in turn attracted other English-speaking people. I had a really nice eve with amongst others an 80-year old who spoke 5 languages. And it was very nice to feel fantastically young when they were talking about the 50's and 60's like it was yesterday.
When you make an attempt to talk to people you are almost always positively surprised!
And look, they were happy to meet me too!
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