|Detroit Institute of Art (DIA)|
I've been a member of the Founder Society since before I could vote.
|Rivera Court with its famous frescoes depicting Detroit's Industrial Heritage. Every Friday night, there are freeconcerts|
put on in this hall by local musicians. The hall is packed.
|One of my favorite DIA paintings: John Henry Fuseli's The Nightmare. I wrote my term paper for|
Art History on this painting.
|College of Creative Studies Center Gallery. A place that makes my heart sing.|
As did reading the newspaper and online articles this weekend.
I was enraged over the talk in the papers and online of selling off Detroit's museum's very fine art collection to pay Detroit's debts. Then there was this snobby biatch from LA (who was born in nowheresvilleas far as any biography I could find),Virginia Postrel whose derogatory remarks about my city and our art churned my stomach and me take the fight stance. Read about it here.
|My favorite contemporary painting by an|
artist whose name escapes me. With me, it's never the
creator's name that sticks, it's his/her work.
I took my ire out on the blog. Deleted two previous posts. I hated that Olive tree even if it did give me a couple of afternoons of free association fun. I worried that publicly voicing my decision to forget about making money with my art upset those of you who actively pursue the business end, so I deleted that text too. I still stand by my opinion, however. Money in my art equation has always been detrimental to my productivity; the idea of having to produce art that people like to live with and can afford freezes me up--that's why I think agents and gallery representation is important for artists like myself, an admitedly selfish Expressionist who adores exploration. While I call myself a dabbler, my tongue is in my cheek. I am anything but. Art is a major part of life--both making it and preserving it--mine, yours and particularly the 650,000 world class works in Detroit's outstanding museum originally founded in 1885, 69 years before Getty opened the front doors of his home so kids like Virginia could get their first look at his collection! I'm just a wee bit pissed at this woman who traded honest journalism for notoriety--albeit fame and fortune--via controversial prattle unsubstantuated by any research. But don't do your homework now Virginia. Don't come to town. You're not welcome.
|In progress, a strong design, and a very complicated composition by an artist|
from a 'backwater' community which happens to own an art collection other's envy.