Yesterday was a town day. Lunch at Whole Foods and a visit to the Museum of Art on Congress Street. Portland is an interesting city with an nice arts district and a lot of history. Many great artists came from Maine or made it their home. The Wyeth family, which now includes three generations of great painters, is the highlight of a trip to the Farnsworth Museum in Rockland, up Highway 1 along the coast. I visited it last fall when I was here and had a hard time pulling myself away. "Curtain Call," by Andrew Wyeth, although not showing at the Farnsworth, is a nice example of his work and a favorite of mine. That red coat against the starkness of the interior...
Yesterday, during a visit to the museum in Portland, I was quite taken with a piece by Renoir titled, "Confidences." I love studying certain paintings to see what might have been in the artist's mind as he, or she, made a stroke with their paintbrush, laying down color and line, creating form out of imagination and life experience. I can easily be drawn into the emotions of a piece, the mood, the light, and what it evokes; it invites me to relate to it in a way that feels personal, yet universal. I love the little areas of color that somehow make it come alive for me. The traditional poppies, this time in his female figure's hat, are always a nice touch, but yesterday it was her red shoes that caught my attention and held me there, wanting to investigate every corner, every bit of color he chose. I could have stayed and lived inside that painting for quite awhile. Here is an image, although the shoes do not come through nearly as fetching as they are in person:
After pulling myself away, and before heading home, it was back to the grocery store and a trip through the produce section. It was like an ocean of color, a living, almost breathing, work of art.
A nice day. Food for the body, food for the soul, and a banquet for the eyes.