Art... Sometimes I see a piece of art and I just can't look away. I'm hooked. Paralyzed.
I've been married to an artist for almost forty years now! I've been very fortunate to have visited great museums as a matter-of-fact part of life and visited hundreds of art festivals where artists sold their work.
I always thought when I was younger that one day, when I had some money, I would collect art and fill my home with beautiful pieces. I never started that collection but I have a few pieces I love. Got a minute?
My husband's watercolors behind the couch in the den.
Lighthouse drawings and watercolors from east coast vacations.
Watercolor of waterfalls from the Smokey Mountains. That was a frequent vacation destination for us.
In the dining room we set up a tray of all the different tea bags we have due to watching too much Dr. Oz. The waterfall seem to fit well above the tray.
This is a photograph my son took when he was hiking in the Smokey Mountains.
I like photographs. So much that I recently went to a photography exhibit at
The Bascom Center for the Visual Arts in Highlands, North Carolina. The exhibit was titled
Landscape Photography in a Changing World, but I was interested in seeing the three giant photos from The Sir Elton John Photography Collection. (After all Sir Elton John is a contemporary of mine, yeah right! I did go to one of his concerts back in 1972..)
This photograph stopped me in my tracks! I couldn't stop looking at it! No, it is not one owned by Elton John. The photographer was
Henri Cartier-Bresson. It was titled
Gyor, Hungary, 1964. I think the horses running across the snow is beautiful! The trees magnify the energy of the horses. Gorgeous!
This is where I showed I was small potatoes. After I viewed the entire exhibit, I went back to the horses photograph and stared. A very nice young gentleman who worked at the museum said, "Hello" and asked if he could help me? I asked if there were copies of this picture in the gift shop? He smiled and nodded no. Then I asked if there was a book with a copy of this picture in the gift shop? (Not that I would cut a picture out of a book and frame it.) He smiled again and nodded no. I asked if I could buy the photograph? Then I glanced at my husband behind me who was standing next to an Ansel Adams photograph. His face was frozen. The very courteous young gentleman told me (in a very nice way) that Henri Cartier-Bresson is a very famous French photographer! I was just a little embarrassed! It is not the first time. (Smile)
Thank you for visiting today! I hope you will make time to include art in your life! Visit an art museum and learn about great art.
Love,
Lottie
