We walked through a gallery of the Amsterdam Historical Museum to get to Begijnhof. They have converted the space between two buildings into a long corridor gallery for these huge paintings of municipal groups--an older version of the office photograph, I guess. The paintings are neat--we saw one in the Prinsenhof that was priceless, with a large group of officials, each pointing to another as if to shift blame. How many organizations do we know like that, eh? I also want to say how much I appreciated such a use of space that might elsewhere have become a garbage alley or spitting ground.
The seals on the wall on the right are in the place of nameplates next to doorbells. Very fancy, I think!
And so we turn into the Begijnhof, which is like a secret garden. Now, not such a well-kept secret it was a Catholic refuge in earlier times. Today, single women live here and if you discount tourist intrusions like ours, I am sure it is a refuge to them in many ways as well.
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