The times they are a changin'
I don't know what it is that is causing such upheaval in my life, but I suspect is has been the forced shock of the realization that life is so precious and I have spent hours ruminating about purpose, desire, dreams, failure and frustrations.
It has not made for much peace in my heart and in my mind, and it has now spilled into my life. I am not one to get too personal here, but I have to say, that life has been quite heavy.
But the sun was shining, it was warmer than it has been in weeks. I picked up Karen and away we went for breakfast and a trip to the Dorsky Museum in New Paltz New York.
I find so much joy in art, whether making it or looking at it, so it was a treat to spend intimate time witha friend and enjoy the sacredness of the museum.
The Judy Pfaff mixed media show was impressive, and she gave me great hope and inspiration, as a majority of her work in the show was from a 7 year period. Her work was an exciting mixture of many printing processes combined with encaustic, resin and other materials.
The other galleries were showing American artist Charles Rosen. His early 1900s landscapes were a blend of pointalism, the brushstrokes of Van Gogh. Tonight's blog picture is of the spring on the river. I was mesmerized by the colors of his palette, mint greens, cool blues, rosy pinks. His later 30's paintings were of Woodstock and Kingston and surrounding areas, and his paintings become more abstract, more cubist and more intense in their pigments. I will post a few pictures over the next several days of both his and Judy's work.
I ended the day by going to see Notes on a Scandal with Larry. NOT the movie that I should have seen tonight/or that we should have seen together.
This too will pass, cause the times, they are a changin'.