The Hirshhorn energized us,
and we needed energy to go with our passions as we moved from museum to museum, and item to detail.
Not only were G and I moved by the Federalist details around us, we were deeply moved by the things within. Glen Close’s spirit struggles on despite his disabilities.
The National Gallery of Art gifted me with the chance to see a real Robert Motherwell on display.When I just began studying art, Motherwell woke some primeval ability within me that allowed me to look at the world in a new way yet left me comforted. Most of the Smithsonian art museums had a Clyfford Still or a Franz Kline but neither of these artists had inspired me the way Motherwell did.
Imagine seeing a real Kandinsky right there in front of you. Magically, here was a work from every artist and period I ever studied all put in wonderful buildings and architecture from two centuries. What more could I want.
Many museums now practice what they preach. Low light does preserve everything from the famous dresses to elephants. It made those of us with poor eyesight unable to see much. It’s a good thing the food didn’t agree with me at this museum. It was the only one that didn’t make it.
G was fascinated by the http://www.navymemorial.org/Visit/tabid/124/Default.aspx>U S Navy Memorialas was I.
There were the often seen corners.
Then there were the corners not often seen unless you are off the beaten path.
Part 2 soon.
My thoughts and prayers are with those hit by hurricane Sandy including the bloggers we just visited.