As I write this, I’m on the last leg of a two-week journey along the West coast of the U.S. We started in Seattle, Washington, and took highways 1 and 101 all the way down to San Clemente, California, just south of Los Angeles. Now we’re taking a train back.
It’s been a wonderful trip, and you’ll be hearing a lot about it in the next month. But as I’m rocking back and forth on this train, facing backward, it strikes me that this is the perfect time to reflect on the trip, and because of that I’m picking one of the highlights which can stand alone and be taken out of chronological order without confusion. Specifically, our visit to the Getty Center in Los Angeles.
I can say with a certain level of confidence that I’ve been to about a hundred art museums in my lifetime, and the Getty Center is now one of my very favorites. (Right up there with the Centre Pompidou in Paris; the Cummer Museum in Jacksonville, Florida; the Dali Theatre-Museum in Figueres, Spain; and the Kröller-Müller Museum in Otterlo, Netherlands.)
The Getty, in particular, has so much great art that you could spend days there and still not see everything. Knowing that our time was limited, we focused on painting, sculpture, and furniture, as well as taking in the spectacular city views. There is also a lot of amazing photography and architecture and gardens and fascinating exhibits that I would dearly love to have examined in more detail, but sacrifices had to be made.
I particularly loved the impressionists. I was blown away by the fact that I was looking at work by Gauguin, Renoir, Cezanne, Manet, Monet, van Gogh…
Wait a second! There it was! One of by favorite paintings of all time, Irises by Vincent van Gogh. I was standing right beside it! That nearly brought me to tears. Photos have never done this work justice. The brush strokes… my God.
Being right there, looking at this amazing work of art with my own eyes, is something I’ll never forget for as long as I live.
The whole place was unforgettable, really, and in this modern age of cell phone cameras, you’re actually allowed to take photographs in many art galleries, including this one. So what follows, dear reader, are some of the works I had the honor of seeing during my visit. These are but a few. I took hundreds of pictures. I was just so overwhelmed and moved.
As you look at them, think of the talent involved. The brush strokes. The perspective. The way hard and/or flat mediums can be made to look soft or distant or imply motion or emotion. These artists create life from the inanimate. That’s impressive. I particularly enjoy it when humor is involved.
These are some of the highlights. If you are ever in L.A, make a point of visiting the Getty Center. My words don’t suffice, so I hope you enjoy the photos!
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