*Alternative titles considered included: “I Don’t Know Munch, but I Know I Love You,” and “How Munch is that Doggy in the Window?” What can I say, the flight was long and so was my list of bad puns.
While waiting to take off from Tromso, Norway, yesterday, I noticed the neighboring Norwegian plane’s tail was decorated with a picture of Edvard Munch.
Very cool, but why just stop at the artist? If it were me, I would have added Munch’s most famous work.
Because, let’s face it, that’s how most of us feel on planes when we realize that it’s 6 Euros for a bottle of water and the audio on our television screen is broken.
And lest you think putting The Scream on a plane would be too off-putting, the plane on the other side had a picture of the explorer Roald Amundsen, who is believed to have died in a plane crash (it’s a bit like Australia’s Harold Holt Swim Centre, named after a Prime Minister who drowned). All I’m saying is, I think the Norwegians can handle a bit of dark humor.
But speaking of Munch (a point, I once had one), I saw his painting, Mrs. Schwarz, at The Art Museum of Northern Norway. Isn’t she just lovely?