It's winter; the crystal white snow that fell last night has already been trampled into the street, turning it a muddy brown with every heavy footstep. Men appear to be on their way to work, in twos, threes, solo employees, wrapped up against the cold. One man carries a red bucket, filled to the brim … Continue reading Looking Back to the 1930s: Maurice Kish’s Job Hunters
As we all know, The Metropolitan Museum of Art is huge so this post is going to be small. In a corner of gallery 813 was a small oil by my beloved Vilhelm Hammershoi: Moonlight, Strandgade 30 is a typical interior but, as always, look closely at the brushwork. On the windowsill are two white … Continue reading Met happiness today, and it looked like this!
Having visited the mammoth retrospective at Tate Modern of Georgia O'Keeffe, I could wax lyrical about her flower paintings and argue whether or not she was exploring the female form a la Freud: Or, I could describe the majestic beauty of the New Mexican landscapes she knew and understood: But I won't, as there was … Continue reading Georgia O’Keeffe City Lights