Hay

I have a note in my notebook that says:

blog
view out the
side window
at work
- Anselm Kiefer

I remember what this was about - it was when the view out the side window at work was all of dead hay-colored grass and black earth, and black trees without leaves but dead yellow leaves below them. And then slate grey sky behind. These colors feature in the paintings of the German artist Anself Kiefer, and I've always liked his stuff. He has a long series of works that feature lead, gold and hay (actually stuck to the canvas, making them really heavy). I think there's something about the point at which each of these items burn, because the canvasses have often been set on fire so there's black charring around where the hay is. And the view out the side window at work was looking just like this for a while.

But that was back in early November, and now it's mid-December so everything is different. It has snowed a few times, large bodies of water are frozen solid, and there are no more golden colors anywhere. It's all white, everywhere, now, for the next months, and so it was funny to find this little note on things to blog.