Visited the exhibit Degas and the Nude at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts recently during an unseasonably warm 54 degrees in a Boston January and with no snow on the ground. Enjoyed over 3 hours of observation and note-taking. Lots of fun also to watch people and listen in on other's perceptions while seemingly appearing intent on my note pad. Which I was really!
Original Photo: There is Still Life for Degas - Copyright James E. Martin 2012
The MFA publication for the exhibit by Shackelford and Rey is in the MFA store and is a superb record of the walkthrough. I picked up my own copy to reference along with my own notes.
Fingers are itching to reach for the pastels, blending brushes, and french stippled color paper.
I briefly visited the European gallery after Degas and enjoyed the Impressionist gallery in particular of course. Have to spend another longer visit soon and take in the American Art gallery as well. For those of us who enjoy the French Impressionists, these are heart-pounding and breath-taking walks to take.
I am endeared to artistic chat with charming little old ladies with walkers who amble along and with only slight provocation speak their mind without hesitation about their likes and dislikes for the artists in the collection while they are being escorted by quiet, reserved, dashing, lightly-bearded, young men with bright eyes who casually besmirch a small knowing and patient smile while the casual conversation between not-so-distant strangers takes place.
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