First Friday: the day of the month that all the local galleries try especially hard to flog their wares. The better ones have wine and nibbles, but on this day I decided to try the local museum. Recently acquired by the expensive private college, it seemed like it might be an interesting venue.
This statue formerly stood at the east end of the hall, now he’s here at the west end, ever at the ready to put an arrow in the ceiling, if required.
There is a lounge, shown here full of hipsters. It had a cash bar and art for sale: today it was knitted objects and hand spun skeins of wool, artfully displayed. I actually knew one of the artists from my knitting group, she was one of women who was under 100 years old. 🙂 I don’t know if she sold anything, but bravo to her for getting a show.
What kind of a hipster event would it be without this guy? Stylishly dressed (for a hipster) in his fedora and ink, he was doing a painting in neon colors under a black light. (These things take me back in time: Old guys wore fedoras when I was a kid, and who could forget the popularity of black light posters when we were hippies).
Apparently one of their paintings in the permanent collection has gone out on tour. This portrait of a local girl was painted by John Singer Sargent at the family estate in England. Her life and this very portrait is examined in a new book “Sargent’s Women” by Donna M Lucey. Elsie is getting her moments of fame, only a hundred or so years late.
So that was it, cash bar and no nibbles, perhaps I shall cross this off my list of first Friday venues.