Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech
I used to travel for art shows when I was younger, but after my kids were grown. I saw many amazing exhibitions that way: Dubuffet, the Nabis, Gauguin, Magritte, O'Keefe. But it's been many years since I had the urge until now. My friend showed me a print and a book she's had for many years of Hilma al Klint's work, and I was seduced immediately by her lines and color and passion. The Guggenheim has a retrospective of hers now, until near the end of the month, and if I wasn't waiting for a baby to be born, I'd find a ticket and go. My friend's book, bought many years ago is now worth a great deal of money, but serendipidously, I was in one of my favorite bookstores last week, and I found two more recent books of Klint's just waiting for me to grab them up. One is her notebooks and the other a great selection of her work. She's way ahead of the abstractionist, surrealist curve, but fresh and original. Her pinks are all absorbing, and her lines playful and full of movement. This friend of mine has introduced me to many artists I did not know, like Tobey, and I appreciate her generousity in sharing her passion for art. I have other friends who also share this passion, and it's so joyful to be able to go with them to see art, send each other recommendations and just TALK art. I love it.
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