Post by Grubb
Delft is a compact, tidy town bisected by a canal and its grid line tributaries. Vermeer caught its quiet domestic beauty in “The Little Street”; he captured the play of light and shadow of the cloud drift in his “View of Delft”. These paintings are more than four-hundred years old, but the neighborhoods we’ve walked through are peaceful with attention paid to custodial care. Houses have a space out front allowed for only one car, moderately sized, no misparked pickups, no RVs slumming as SUVs, no vans dreaming of becoming a bus. Everything seems on a human scale; our American lifestyle is monstrous in comparison. Understanding that my thoughts color what I see, it appears I’m already under the spell of the Dutch masters.
