15 secondes chez Odile

I'm trying out a new concept of blogging, few words, maximum thought on my new French blog; 15 secondes chez Odile.

psychology museum

Every piece of art is a personal lesson in psychology, a lesson for life, not for a museum.

What piece of art is a lesson for you?

Does art make you feel alive and vibrant?

Art is a projection of words fixed in time.

let's make things beautiful

learning to relate

Why do I need to learn new things? I'm over forty years old and a parent, so why bother? the truth is that the (fresh) experience of making mistakes and feeling insecure is one that makes me a better parent. I don't know everything but I can try. It makes me more human and it's easier to reach out to others in understanding, when it's not only about what I know, but that I relate to feelings. That's why I welcome feeling insecure.

So I'm learning.

doctor Ants

My children are sure there exist doctor Ants. Why? Because they observed an ant carrying a dead ant on their back holding it with the front limbs. And because they need a doctor of course when they get injured. Having said this at dinner, they went outside and watched if they could discover another doctor Ant.

White and blue

White seagulls carress the blue sky while I sit here watching from my window. I've just had a lesson earlier online. It was huge fun. Students from all over the world, the world is one for one hour.

Museum and canal

This Sunday was the last opportunity to go to a museum with the children. The sky was a perfect blue, the kind you rarely see in the Netherlands. Usually there's a cloud somewhere, encouraging some painter. But since may 4, 2008 a cloudless sky changes this 'may vacation' into a great vacation. We worked in the garden most of the time. We have an olive tree, figs, apple, wine… but today we went to HOORN with the bus. We rode for free because the bus employees are on a strike. The museum was pleasant because no one else thought of going to a museum with this weather. The children did a puzzle search and were in deep concentration. Until the smallest of us wanted ice-cream. Luckily the museum faced a canal. We could eat our ice-cream sitting on a gently rocking boat terrace under the shade of a parasol. Not a bad idea after all.

Blue

What makes the sky blue?
Is it the Tyndall effect or the Rayleigh scattering or are these merely descriptions of the mechanism shown?