Or something like that. Maybe artists take that poetic advice a bit too seriously.
We are in Omaha visiting Nina this weekend, and Paula and Dave have kindly allowed us to stay at their house. The Joslyn Art Museum is free on Saturday mornings, so we went there.
They are showing a “beyond impressionism” exhibit, that includes a lot of impressionistic art works from the turn of the 19th to 20th century.
Somehow, I enjoyed that art more than the modern art exhibits. It’s not that all modern art is useless, but some of it is so abstract that it fails to communicate.
I suppose self expression is more the point of some art than communication, but you could say that about writing, too.
As a writer, while I don’t mind writing for therapeutic or self-discovery purposes, I do want my reader to understand or feel some empathy with my point.
I can’t claim to completely understand a Monet or Van Gogh—but at least they are accessible to me. I can stand back from a painting and get an impression of a time or place or a quality of light or a mood.
In contrast, abstract stripes on a wall or geometric patterns don’t say as much to me.
When we get back to CR, I’ll post some images of museum—exterior or lobby shots, naturally I could not photograph the artwork. I recommend the museum, not just for this travelling impressionist exhibition—if you can catch it, go for it—but it’s got an interesting permanent collection and fun outdoor exhibits, too.
What can I say? When I’m in the mood for art, show me the Monet.