Poul

the opening of the art show in nectar was accompanied by live painting. interestingly enough, the day before i mentioned to an how beautiful is a glass of beer against the sun. so i decided to paint a glass of beer, while drinking it. here's what i came up with:

"my first perfect summer glass of beer"
acrylic on canvas, 2008

for my sophisticated american friends: beer snobbery is stupid. the best beer is still worse than an average wine. the main purpose of beer is to accompany smoked or sundried fish; or, if you had a misfortune to have german genes or grow up in czechia, pork sausages. hence it should be unobtrusive and shy.

oh, and plsner should be brewed in the city of plzen. any other place has wrong water, which makes wrong tasting plsner. all other lagers are inferior to plsner. all other beers are inferior to lager. except for birra morelly, if you drink it in italy on the beach of the adriatic sea, or maccabee in the negev desert, with lamb kebabs, hummus, and pita bread warmed over sunburnt stones, right before sunset, when first stars peek over the cliffs of mitzpeh ramon.

oh, and my predecessors were drinking beer in the city of ur when germans were living on the trees. oldest beer in the world my ass! with a twist even!