Good lord, I'm terrible at this! Well, I hope you got good and attached to the unique, inspiring nature of Portland, because I don't live there anymore! Once again I have relocated, this time to Washington, D.C. It's on the cusp of spring here, and with the coming of the cherry blossoms I hope to be ensconced in my own apartment, but at this point I'm staying with my lovely grandmother. All my art supplies (and books, and movies, and CORN HOLDERS) are locked up tight in a storage space in Baltimore, which wasn't bothering me much (except when I tried to eat corn on the cob) until today, when I went to the National Gallery. Besides the much-touted Gauguin show, which didn't really wow me, I had a transcendent experience. (My favorite Gauguin painting, Where do we come from? What are we? Where are we going? is at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, and everything else pales in comparison.) I saw several Jasper Johns, three beautiful Rothkos, a couple of amazing Matisses, and a whole room of Calder sculptures that were each lit from several sources, so they cast double and triple shadows in the coolest way! I also bought a book about Lichtenstein, because I always like his work and feel like I should know more about it, since he dealt so heavily in borrowed imagery and "non-art." In fact, on the inside cover of the book I bought is this quote:
"All my art is in some way about other art, even if the other art is cartoons." Well, that pretty much says it! This whole day is turning me into an idea machine. I'm going to have to go borrow a pencil and some printer paper from my grandmother, even my SKETCHBOOKS are locked away in storage! This is torture! One lovely thing is that one of my Christmas presents this year was an extremely generous gift certificate to Utrecht, so as soon as I have the space I'm going to go buy some BIG canvases. I'm sick of making minute paintings! Time to make some windows you could step through.
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4/19/2011 06:04:02 pm
Do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a SPECIAL OCCASION.
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