There is a certain pleasure in unchanging exhibits at art museums. It is quite lovely to visit with one’s favorite pieces of art. When I was a youngster I loved to visit Hosukai’s Great Wave in it’s hidden corner of the big art museum. And I thought it was was both beautiful and enigmatic (and a lovely shade of blue).
But there is also something to be said for changing exhibits, especially in a smaller museum, like our local museum. One never knows what sort of things might be on display: like these bits of art from Haiti.
I have no idea what this means and all the artistic blather that inspired this piece, I thought it looked interesting (and it was covered in glitter, which is always a good thing).
I do love surrealist art as well.
I had wondered what to do with my collection of tiny plastic figures, here was the answer staring me in the face.
Sometimes one has to just surrender to the art.