Wednesday, August 11, 2010

A Day in Dresden

We proceeded on from Bayreuth, further north and east, to Dresden, in Saxony, and the former East Germany. Dresden--old Dresden--was very largely destroyed by the fire bombings of February, 1945. Its reconstruction did not really commence until the reunification, after 1990. But the "Florence on the Elbe" is now just a brick or two shy of a load.
Of course, to appreciate Dresden, you have to look past a whole lot of East 
German aesthetics






Entering the colossal Zwinger, a huge courtyard surrounded by baroque buildings 
and many, many museums

















The Zwinger's "crown"











The Gemaldegalerie Alte Meister--the museum of old masters, which we toured, 
at great length...more stuff than in Munich, but not as striking...I came out 
gasping for a Dali...the main treasure is Raphael's Sistine Madonna, and it largely 
because of the famous cherubs...


















Note cherubs












The porcelain museum; Meissner porcelain is just down 
the river












King August the Strong











Outside the beautiful Semperoper--the opera house designed by Gottfried Semper












Above the Semperoper entry











The Hofkirche











Altar painting of Hofkirche











A block-long parade of Saxon kings, electors, and other notables, all tile-work














New buildings, old-style, in the grand square











The Elbe itself, after days of rain, was in flood...none of these river cruise vessels 
could get under the city bridges

Camping in Bayreuth

The Bayreuth Festival is, I hasten to note, very RV-friendly
(note we are at the intersection of Tristan Strasse and
Siegfried Wagner Allee (Wagner's son and director of the
Festival for many years, after Cosima's death))





However, we stayed just outside of town at the--I swear I
am not making this up--Lohengrin Therme, one of the
many mineral hot springs for which the area is notable.
It has a stellplatz, a place for RVs to park, free of charge.
Friday night, after my day in Bayreuth, Vicki and I took
the waters, 4 hours of alternating soaking and reading, and
a break for Apfelsatz. Surprisingly, the water was not very
hot, but it was a pleasant diversion. And we love the
stellplatzes.

Richard Wagner in Bayreuth

I spent the day--all day in rain, sometimes torrential--taking in Bayreuth, Wahnfried, the Festspielhaus, all the ambience I could soak up without getting further soaked.
Wahnfried, Wagner's home in Bayreuth, now the Richard
Wagner Museum; fittingly, one is greeted by a bust of
King Ludgwig II, who footed the bill; the museum is
incredbily extensive, not just of Wagner, but of the Festival
and its history, productions, directors, conductors (there
was an exhibit on Toscanini), and singers






The Museum has a no-pix policy, but I did clandestinely
grab this one looking down upon the great hall









Grave of Richard and Cosima









View of Wahnfried from the park





The drive up the hill to the Festspielhaus is one of the most
beautifully-landscaped I have seen






















The park presided over by a larger-than-life
bust of Cosima (she too was larger than life)












The Festspielhaus










The balcony from which three trumpeters
traditionally announce the beginning of the
next act














Me, actually inside the Festspielhaus; the day's
performance, Lohengrin, was still an hour or two
away; I wandered around, trying my best to appear
in need of a ticket; but none appeared; alas, I had
left my tux back in Missoula anyway; I repaired to
the festival restaurant for a coffee and for
self-examination and self-recrimination: if only I
had practiced the piano more! But it was still cool to
be in a special place at a special time.

Bayreuth

Next, we drove, in rain, to Bayreuth, in northeastern-most Bavaria, a fairly provincial place, but now the world's capital of opera, German opera, anyway, where the annual (since 1876) Bayreuth Festival was underway. Tickets to the Festival are unobtainable. Although it goes on for a month, and the festival theatre seats 1,800, they are the toughest ticket around. Germans love to tell stories of their being handed down in wills.

Ground-zero Bayreuth







Wilhelmina's Opera Theatre--she was Frederick the Great's
sister, married off to Bavaria, to which, in Bayreuth at least,
she brought culture; very baroque, very royal, completely
contrary to Wagner's aesthetics (and politics), so he had L
ooney Ludwig build him a completely new festival theater
(next post)








Famous fountain near ground-zero






The whole town, even scaffolding, is decked out in Wagner
paraphrenalia (here also Wilhelmina, Jean-Paul, Wagner,
and Lizst)











Siemens sponsored productions of The Valkyrie and a
childrens' version of Tannhauser









All the local stores sport Wagner stuff










The Holy Family in the Mont Blanc store
window












Even the imbiss










Or are named for Wagner, his operas, or
their characters












Well, not all the stores





Wagner display in one of the bookstores

Munich's Alte Pinakotek

Munich offers five world-class museums to choose from. We chose the Alte Pinakotek--the old paintings--observing our preference for things that have stood the test of time as well as our interest in the older North German and Netherlands works. The museum is overwhelmingly wonderful.
A view of the Alte Pinakotek







Our favorite, at length, was Breughel's (the Elder) The Land
of Cockaigne, a political satire depicting the sloth and
corruption of the classes...knights, clergy, scholars, peasants
too







Our favorite genre is the damnation...here a detail of one
of Breughel's, torment by fart...











The usual St. Sebastians












Durer's incredible self-portrait












The obligatory Rembrandt self-portrait
(did he paint anything else?)













And this, widely thought to be Velazquez's
self-portrait--something the Prado would
like to have back, one assumes













The largest and most varied collection of
Peter Paul Rubens I have seen; this his
damnation














This, Rubens' self-portrait with his first wife;
one of the few he did of non-obese people
with clothes on...













Rubens' Last Judgment















I have never seen a museum with more live
painters at work















Rubens' powerful death of Seneca













Titian's portrait of Caesar Carlos IV
(or V, depending on whether you're
counting Spanish or Hapsburg
kings)


















































































































An incredible museum I'd visit again in a flash. The displays were excellent, the order logical, the audio-guide, for once, genuinely tasteful and helpful.

Botanischer Garten

Right next to the Nymphenburg Palace is the Munich botanical garden, 14,000 species, something I could not resist.

Extent of the place







On the grounds




Early August, most everything still in bloom















Lily pond











Closer up




Mexicohaus









 I love bromeliads, cycads
















Tree ferns, like New Zealand












And a visiting exhibit from Yunnan and Sichuan