Pictures: photo nr 35 Grand Central Station NY by Thomas Lefebvfre on one side and nr 55 Tibetan prayer flags on the other. They symbolise on the one hand my active life, on the other my spiritual side. 183 x 127,5 cm.
Stable dividing screen on wheels with brakes so it can be secured. The frame is made of aluminium tubes. They look tight and shiny. The junctions are galvanised. Hence the screen will not corrode. The PVC-canvas is fireproof and can be printed in full color. Bought from Koen Hulsbos of vastgoedframe.nl, with an almost infinite choice (unsplash.com) August 2015, following the example of the alas soon after departed friend and neighbour Jan Roelofsen, who however had embroidered his on both sides himself.
From 1974 to 1978 I taught Greek philosophy at the prestigious Sarah Lawrence College, Bronxville, NY, founded in the twenties for the daughters of the Jewish millionaires of NY, during three years and then one year, awaiting my appointment in Utrecht as 50% replacing a philosophy professor and 50% one in classical languages, both on a partial sabbatical, at Hampden Sydney College, VA. This brought me monthly via Amtrack to NY City, where I was allowed to attend the regular meetings of specialists in Greek philosophy in the city library, mostly under the chairmanship of professor G. (Gwilym) E. L. Owen (1922-1982), of both Oxford, GB, and Harvard, USA. There were also the originally Greek Gregory Vlastos and the Serbian Thomas Nagel and John Cooper. I was allowed to join this distinguished group because at my appopintment at Florida State University in 1967 I had received a legacy from my predecessor that was not sufficient for a chair but definitely made a splashing conference possible among the blossoming rhododendrons in the middle of Winter (January 1968), that lured the coryphees in the branch as carrion does flies. I noticed immediately that Owen started to flirt with the widow of the testator, something he was obviously noted for. Cooper recently: ‘despite his great scholarship, Owen was “a very bad man.”‘
To come to rest I occasionally practice Zen Buddhism, to which I was introduced in the international Zen Center Noorder Poort in Waspeerveen (Drenthe, NL) around 1985, together with Hans Reddingius and Wim Lofvers, thanks to the Haiku Kring Nederland (Dutch Haiku Society). Tibetan Buddhism is not only found in Tibet, but also in Bhutan, Northern Nepal, Northern India, Mongolia and some regions of Russia. My eldest daughter Christina celebrated together with her mother Lieve Spaas her thirtieth birthday in an ice-cold block hut in Tibet with no glass panels in the open window spaces.