Update about blogCa

I-40 picked up the old Rte. 66 somewhere along the way, maybe Little Rock, maybe Oklahoma City. But it is the 100th anniversary of Rte 66 so I enjoyed thinking about my parents driving on part Of it in. St. Louis at least. Here we continued from Santa Rosita to Gallup NM, then left both highways to go north to CO.
Showing posts with label Columbia Museum of Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Columbia Museum of Art. Show all posts

Thursday, October 17, 2024

Notes from Columbia's visit (South Carolina)

One day cousin John and I went to the Columbia Museum of Art to see the show of French art from impressionists. I've shared some of the ones I liked over on my blog Alchemy of Clay.

Here we arrived at the museum to see sculptures all around the courtyard by the entrance.

I didn't see a plaque giving the artist credit, but maybe I was not looking far enough.

Hanging above us in the lobby was a Chihuly blown glass sculpture.

The galleries had a lot of people, but it didn't feel crowded. The people were as interesting as the displays sometimes!



After seeing all of the French exhibit, I needed to rest a bit. 

This somewhat artificial bouquet was next to me...somehow real flowers had been infused with something to keep them looking fresh. As I sat there, I saw across the lobby to the stairs leading up to the permanent collection (which I didn't have the energy to visit this time.)


The woman sitting on the far left (seated in dark clothes) had tripped and fallen on the lowest set of stairs, and the docents at the desk picked up a phone immediately. But the fallen woman slowly turned over and sat up, and was with at least one friend, who helped her to a chair. So the docents cancelled the EMTs that were probably about to come help her. That was the excitement at the museum that day!

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My cousin, John, was a fabulous host, who actually works a bit from home composing music.. He also teaches composition at USC. So it was imperative to me to not make any sounds while he was composing (my rule). But he was attentive to every sound, so I knew that my presence was disturbing, no matter what I did. 

I spied this mural as we drove along from getting groceries. 


A bit difficult to see as we drove by...
Among all the modern shiny glass perhaps its a tribute to the past of Columbia.




The South Carolina State Capitol. Don't know which confederate general is standing there.



Today's quote:

"Life's like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending." Jim Henson

Sharing with Thankful Thursday! My gratitude well is very deep and full at this time, having so much help offered and shared.





Thursday, June 10, 2021

At the Columbia Museum of Art

 


My friend Helen and I enjoyed over an hour looking closely at the Escher exhibit (which expired on June 6)

I was thrilled to see this long etching...or maybe lithograph or even a lot of wood blocks. I failed to see any splices in the paper...but mainly was impressed by the design work! Yes, we all wore masks and stayed 6 feet apart, still.


The main foyer was capped by a Dale Chihuly piece of blown glass. He's a wonderful glass artist. I see when looking at this photo that the columns downstairs also have green neon lights going around them.




Wood sculptures...



Since I'm showing an "Escher a day" over on Alchemy of Clay, I won't include any of those here as well. I did quickly go to many of the other galleries to see what clay works might be on display. There weren't a lot, but most of the galleries were pretty small, so I guess the proportion compared to painting was about normal.

So I'll share the clay works next...at Alchemy of Clay blog.

While I was resting my feet, I saw these little ones in a stroller with parents, and was amazed how well behaved they were. Poor darlings, they would not enjoy Escher for many more years!

Today's quote:

In each of us there is a spark that can reverse the trends of violence and depression spiraling within us and in the world around us. By setting in motion the spiral of gratefulness we begin the journey toward peace and joy.   BR. DAVID STEINDL-RAST