Neither my daughter nor her roommate had to work yesterday, so we went to the Getty Villa http://www.getty.edu/visit/events/villa.html overlooking the Pacific. “It smells so good,” we kept saying, feeling the salty breeze and passing roses and lavender. Colleen said that the first time she came alone she just sat by this pool for three hours. Sounds nice.
Inside were big statues of gods, goddesses, and heroes, as well as a room full of miniatures of such engraved on precious gems. It was cool to be in a museum devoted to ancient Greek and Roman art, rather than to just pass through a few rooms of it. My favorite things were two statues small enough to hold in a hand. One was of a woman hefting a lyre on her shoulder, and swinging wide hips to its imagined music. Another statuette was of an old woman feeding birds. It’s nice to think of the everyday moments while others are setting forth on odysseys or wrestling lions or sacking Trojans or turning into swans.
Afterward we ate seafood, or in some cases chicken (Colleen?) at Gladstone’s of Malibu. The view was amazing, the food delicious, and talented staff bind leftovers in gold foil in the shapes of sharks, dragons, or swans. We looked for a few crumbs on our plates just so we might get one of these in the fridge, but we did too well with the meal. We celebrated Emily’s official word on her new internship; pay was set and she was pleased.
I’m so proud of these twenty-year-olds. Colleen has known since she was fourteen that she wanted to design clothing for movies or theater. She’s starting a special third year program at FIDM, one of just nine people. Em’s had a windier search, like I did, and maybe her dad would have if he hadn’t walked into the wrong orientation room his freshman year of college and felt too shy to leave. At least for now, Emily seems to have found working in public relations and marketing fits her skills for design and communication.
And Emily and Colleen (we miss you, Sara – third roommate who will be back soon) are truly such nice people, fun and sweet. They’re managing life a whole continent away from their parents, and as roommates they look out for each other with challenges re keys, cars, computers, meals, getting up on time, as well as sharing obsessions like Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight, movies, and news such as apparently now you can buy just the pink and red Starbursts, i.e. the good ones, all in one bag. I’ve yet to confirm that, but it may be part of the weekend plan.