In 1932 and
33 Diego Rivera painted a series of 27 frescos in an inner court of the Detroit
Institute of Arts. I saw them yesterday
and fell in love with the museum and Rivera.
I went because of a show of Rivera’s paintings, preliminary sketches
for the murals, and paintings by his wife Frida Kahlo. I’m sorry I waited so long to visit this
museum. It contains so many wonderful paintings
and objects, and the Rivera Courtyard has been there all along.
Usually, when
I visit a museum, it is part of a longer visit to a city. However, this visit to Detroit was just to
see the DIA. I felt like I should see everything which was, of course,
impossible. And how does one describe
such an experience? Last week, I quoted Pico Iyer’s comments about travel. Maybe those words apply here as well:
We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world…And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again — to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.
A couple more samples below...
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