My trip into the city this weekend was for the closing of Monet's Water Lilies exhibit at the High Museum of Art. What a great experience. I can't believe I even debated whether to attend. I think that's the inertia of suburban life. So each weekend I try to plan one thing to get me into the Big A.
Toward that purpose I also joined the High, which made a very positive impression on me. I look forward to many more visits there, especially to the Arts and Crafts section and the contemporary art section. It took me less than 30 minutes to find the one Rothko on display at the museum.
The Monet was the big draw, and you can see why, but I really enjoyed some of the other works on display. I always come home with a scrawled list of artists' names for more reading and research. This time I was taken with Ellsworth Kelly, Donald Judd and Theodore Gericault — someone else was equally intrigued with that one and spent a lot of time writing this Wikipedia article on "The Raft of the Medusa."
Perhaps the highlight of the outing was reading about a famed animal sculptor named A. L. Barye and recalling a monument to him that we found while walking on a Paris street in April. I have a picture of it somewhere!
The only disappointment of the day was that we actually had beautiful weather this afternoon — not the swamplike situation we usually have — so I felt just a little guilty about spending it all inside. I look forward to the next time, when I plan to extend my trip to Midtown to include one of the neat little area restaurants.
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