How we look when we look at art…We come and go. The art, mostly, remains.Art itself has a unilateral, almost autistic quality. We gawk while it simply ignores.Have you ever considered all the times you’ve been in the background of a stranger’s photograph? An “extra” on someone’s Facebook page or Instagram? We aren’t wired to see ourselves as just another face in the crowd…“Lick Me To Find Out”“What strange creatures these are… in our jungle with their winter coats. ” In this painting by Gustave Moreau, Hercules challenges the Lernaean Hydra. From another myth, Perseus used a mirrored shield, gifted by Athena, to safely approach Medusa. In the modern era, the safest way to view her is through an iPhone camera. Also,do you ever go back and look at your art photos?I like how she, perhaps unconsciously, mimics the pose.It’s fun to go where art seems bigger than life.Art requires flexibility. Here a museum guard’s knee bends mimic the angle of Claes Oldenburg’s “Light Switches — Hard Version” (1969) at AIC in Chicago. I like the idea of art history as a team sport!Caught him cold, capturing Caillebotte!Feet firmly planted in the Ed Ruscha exhibit at MoMA.Just her (and me) in a field from Anselm Kiefer (by way of Vincent van Gogh).Other times it’s just you, all alone with the art (but with nowhere to sit).Does art mirror life or vice-versa?A man turns his back on Andy Warhol and Marilyn Monroe at the Tate Modern.You won’t find me in that damned “Mona Lisa” crowd (since I took the photo).
Much of my career in radiology has been spent studying, with great fascination, the internal mechanisms of the human body. This blog is an effort to expand that view to the outside world and also to map my own experiences engaging with it.
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