There hasn't been much contemplation in the morning for the past week, though, with a full house, and babies to steal away from their mothers after that 5:30 feeding. . . It was a wonderfully rich family Christmas, which would have been absolutely perfect if this one and her family had made it back from Rome. But everyone else was here, and FaceTime knit the whole bunch of us together for a few moments. Memories were recounted and new ones were made, and overall, it was splendid and noisy and just chaotic enough. But the last crew left yesterday, and Pater and I have been savouring the silence ever since. We'll even be able to pick up some of our regular routine with a yoga class this morning.
I'm playing around with a new MacBook Air, trying to sort out what I want to do blogging-wise in the new year, but wanting to preserve more free time over the next week. I'm never been a huge fan of those Recap of the Year articles filling the newspapers this time of the year, nor of the blog posts that do the same, but I did contemplate doing a few myself. And rejected the idea in favour of relaxing. I did realize, though, how much I still haven't told you about our trip this past fall. Much will have to remain unshared, I suppose, or will trickle out eventually.
But among my most popular posts ever are those I put together after visiting a wonderful exposition of Couturière Madame Grès's work at the Musée Bourdelle in Paris a few years ago. So I thought that there might be equal interest in an exhibition that similarly staged couture against a stunning backdrop of architecture and sculpture. The Couture/Sculpture exhibition of Azzedine Alaïa at the Borghese Gallery in Rome featured just such a pairing, and I took a few photos . . . I hope you enjoy them (if you'd like to know more about the exhibit, here's a link to a brief review in the New York Times, which includes a link to a slideshow).