Friday was an ART day. I caught the bus into NY and walked uptown to the Museum of Modern Art - better known as MOMA. I wish I had been able to shoot fast enough to get pictures of all the women who were wearing scarves draped around their necks. Never mind that it was 75 degrees and sunny; the scarves looked like rayon with fringes, for the most part - probably made in India or Sri Lanka -- and were very attractive and ubiquitous accessories with jeans and t-shirts. I could have filled the whole blog with these fashion pictures, but before I could shoot, they had passed me. You know that NY pedestrians don't slog along like the rest of the world. They WALK. But I did get this parked truck!
Anyway, on to the museum. No pictures allowed in the special exhibitons but we spotted this masterpiece on the way up and I couldn't resist. This is only half of it.
First stop was the German Expressionist special exhibit, which I liked a lot and found fascinating on many levels. My favorite part was the art from between the wars, although there was not as much from that period that I would have liked. The social commentary is a pervasive subtext (although not always so sub-) and while many of the artists (and a few of the pictuers) were represented in the Met's Glitter and Doom from several years ago, this was for me, not as powerful an exhibit because the Met show was all from that period entre les guerres. Nonetheless...I thought it was excellent.
Yes, we saw the PIcasso guitar exhibit. Today, we don't think twice about using ordinary materials in collage - but Picasso and his cronies Braque and Gris were ground-breakers, whether they meant to be or not. In any event, it made me see what working in a series really can be.
When we asked a volunteer were the exhibit was, she told us not to miss the art from South Africa on the 2nd floor. So we didn't. Powerful! And it included a couple of pieces by William Kentridge.
On my walk back to the Port Authority bus terminal I was able to snap a bit more of the Manhattan landscape.
Caught the bus home and then we were stuck in rush hour traffic. Big shocker. The graphics on the back of this truck kept me visually involved during the boring part of the ride.