Northern Renaissance again

Another beautiful sunny day; a pale blue sky without a single cloud. Today was my first of a course of ten Northern Renaissance History of Art classes. Eagle eyed readers will notice that I attended this very course a year ago with James. However, although I enjoyed it very much, I didn’t feel that I got the best out of it because I didn’t do any extra reading or research. So when I came to look for an interesting class this autumn, I thought, “Why not do Northern Renaissance again?” James declined to join me because he felt that once was enough. When I arrived at the class, I noticed that it was a different lecturer from last year. I thought this was just as well because it might have seemed a bit odd to turn up again, as if I was some sort of geriatric Art groupie. And of course all the attendees were new to me, although mostly of the same post retirement demographic. I had looked forward to finding the coursework to be extremely familiar and well within my comfort zone. However, I actually found it quite difficult. I still have the same problem with understanding the difference between Northern Renaissance art and Italian Renaissance art. I will need to look into it further. The lecturer is a cheerful young chap but he moved fast through the topics and it certainly didn’t feel like a beginners class; thank goodness I have covered the subject before, otherwise I think I would’ve been rather lost.
Afterwards I decided to walk through Kelvingrove Park to Exhibition Centre station because it was such a nice day. The park was busy with school kids on their way home, student, parents and children. The leaves on the trees are beginning to turn orange and yellow, but it didn’t look like full autumn yet. I was surprised at how short the walk was; less than two kilometres.