Wow! My favorite Tiffany lamp ever! I don't remember seeing this before the 28th.
I didn't get a pic of the whole lamp, alas. This is a floor lamp, and the shade is over two feet in diameter. Big.
Love the colors. The blue, fading in and out of the red, and the red, fading in and out of the green.......
Love the details..............
I love everything about this lamp.
This is a perfect example of something that I totally love ... but do not want.
It provides only ambient lighting, and I really don't have a use for that. We have a $40 lamp from Ikea that is spare and modern, like the rest of our style, and which fits in the space where we want the only "ambient lighting" lamp in the house. This lamp is too big for that space, and would be in grave danger of being bumped (or worse) by passers by, were it in that space.
This lamp is so gorgeous it should be seen by everyone, not just us.
And finally, it is fragile, fragile, fragile. I don't want to be the one on whose watch it meets its demise.................. I'll visit it again, and will always be glad I'm not responsible for it!
Another Tiffany piece.
Here is the piece that blew me away on this visit. I don't think I've seen this before.
Andrew Wyeth was a genius.
Her cheekbones! Her jaw line! Her eyelashes! Her hair............ (Her earrings!)
The old wall behind her, the light on that wall, coming in through a window. The flawed mirror.........
Someone made this. With a paintbrush. I can hardly take that in. Wow..................
Blogger has UNhelpfully lightened her. Too much. Sigh.........
I came back to her, over and over. Wow. Wow. Wow................
Tearing myself away from Sarita...............
Other work in the same room. Black and white pointilism............. Sort of............ This was large. At least six feet across.
Late Squall. Neil Welliver, American, 1984, oil on canvas.
Talk about your big sky. This piece is large. Six or eight feet across. Maybe more.
I thought I had the descriptive info for this piece, but no.
This is big, too. Six feet high? I don't want to like it -- cityscapes are not my fave, I couldn't care less about cars, and don't want to think about crowded highways.
But I do like it. Color always gets me, and I love the color(s).
Apartment HIll. Wayne Thiebaud, American, 1980, oil on linen.
I love parts of it (this, too, lightened way too much by Blogger).
I would totally buy this fabric, if it were fabric.......... I would buy the shirt made out of this fabric...........
The anniversary pair, with Sarita.
Laughing and moving too fast for the camera to focus, given the low light in the gallery.
A work in the next room.
Untitled. Sam Francis, American, 1958.
Some work is excessively planned and executed, for my taste. This seems very random and splashy (but who knows, maybe I'm totally wrong). I like this piece, and it looks ... doable, in a way Sarita surely does not.
Moving on down the ramp. I failed to capture the info about this piece.
I found it intriguing. There are black stripes painted on a white ground, and, hung in front of that by a foot or so are pieces of wire.
Here we are looking at it from the side. This is really big -- 20'x8', maybe?
When you look at it from an angle, you can really see the three-dimensionality of the wire.
When you look at it straight on, the three-dimensionality of the wire is lost against the stripes of the background. The wire becomes flat lines on the stripes.........
The stripes sometimes seem to have the effect of strobe lights, or something -- the wires appear as dots/dashes instead of showing their true solidity.
An interesting effect, achieved only by great labour (as Robinson Crusoe might have said). Painting all of those lines on the background was laborious, and then bending all those wires in such regular and precise ways, and then hanging the wires just where they were wanted.........
This work is by Maya Lin (who designed the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, DC).
It is silver in color (and perhaps in constitution), and is a model of the Missouri river.
Kansas City is a fitting place to display this. As would be Saint Louis, where the Missouri joins the Mississippi.
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