Today's free time -- the last I'll have for a few days -- was spent at the rather disappointing Dallas Museum of Art. There wasn't a lot that moved me there. Extensive exhibition space is currently devoted to a Richard Tuttle retrospective. I'm sorry, but I just don't understand why this guy is considered an important artist. When I see a big exhibition like his, I wonder anew how one comes to be taken so seriously when one's art is so ... insubstantial. Ah well, one of Life's Big Mysteries.
I had a raging headache and thirst (which no doubt did not improve my generosity of mind) but the museum café was already closed, and the surrounding downtown area was of course dead on a Sunday afternoon at 5, so the staff suggested I catch the McKinney Ave Trolley uptown. A pleasant though noisy ride ensued. Finally, my thirst slaked and some food in my tummy, I got my bearings and walked the mile or so back to my hotel.
2 comments:
I have to confess my ignorance - I'd never heard of Richard Tuttle. but when I 'googled' him I found a quote which I thought might amuse you
"Mr. Tuttle's work, less is unmistakably less...One is tempted to say, so far as art is concerned, less has never been as less than this"
It seems kind of funny you say you weren't inspired because your drawings here are really great!
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