People are
fond of posting lists on facebook of books or music, but I started thinking the
other day of art I have seen that touched me or moved me in some way. So here's
that list sort of in order of impact.
Van Gogh —
Starry Night — MOMA — 1981
The first
thing that struck me was how small it was. In a corner a couple of rooms away
from the Waterlilies in the pre-redesign of the MOMA, it was surrounded by
other works of other artists and seemed almost postage stamp-like. I have gone
back specifically to see it more than once.
Botticelli —
La Primavera — the Uffizi — 2007
The room was
crowded and filled with a babel of language but there it was on the far wall. I
cried. I literally cried. The Venus was to its immediate left but I had eyes
(and heart) for nothing but Primavera. No amount of having seen reproductions
in books prepared me for it.
Renoir — Bal
a Bougival — Boston Museum of Fine Arts — 1962
This is the
most beautiful of Renoir's paintings. It's in the museum's permanent collection.
It is part of a trio of related paintings and is clearly the best of the three.
The movement of the couple, the swirl of her dress, the insistent push of the
man, and her coy turning way — the painting seethes with romantic tension and
you can almost hear the music play.
Monet —
Waterlilies — MOMA, L'Orangerie — 1981, 2012
The first
time I saw some of these at the MOMA I just sat for probably 20 or 25 minutes
as people drifted by. It was soothing to see them, to be in their presence. The
ones at L'Orangerie are much bigger and almost implode inside you. We saw those
the same day we had returned from the gardens where they had been created and I
can no longer separate the images.
Degas —
Dancers — Cincinnati Art Museum — 1958
Off of Eden
Park, a majestic swath of green at the edge of downtown, I could walk from
where I lived, the museum collection wasn't huge, but they had two or three of
these Degas. I was instantly drawn to them and came back quite a bit in that
one year.
Michelangelo
— David — the Academy in Florence — 2007
It seems
lonely in its place in the great hallway. Michelangelo's paean to the young
male body is erotic and serene at the same time, with a sense of intention you
don't quite expect.
Picasso —
Guernica — La Reina Sofia, Madrid — 2012
I was
exhausted the first time we saw it. I couldn't quite let it in. The traveling
exhibit of other Picasso works I had seen back home had included a series of
photographs of the mural in progress. After a second visit to the painting a
few days later, I could see it and not the photos. There is something cold and
almost clinical about the black and white piece, as if you look at it from a
far distance. It was the 75th anniversary of the bombing the week we were
there.
Rodin — The
Gates of Hell — National Museum in DC and again in Paris at the Rodin Museum —
1980, 2006
Many of the
well-known individual sculptures (e.g. The Thinker) are in these monumental
doors. I think you could examine them for hours. It is a study in la Vie
Humain. A close second for me was outside in the garden — The Burghers of
Calais.
Velasquez —
Las Meninas — the Prado — 2012
Until I saw
it in the flesh, so to speak, I could never quite understand why my wife liked
this one so much. Now I do. It's an amazing painting, full of nuance and
meaning. It was fun to see several of Picasso's cubist variations on it later
on in the Picasso Museum in Barcelona.
unknown —
Winged Victory of Samothrace — the Louvre — 2006
For me, the
highlight of the Louvre. Yes I know those great ladies Venus de Milo and Mona
Lisa are there, but this one just leaps at you with great power and great grace
and is superbly located on a staircase that lets you see it from all angles
including from below looking up as if it is a figurehead on a ship. Magnificent.
Tiffany —
the wisteria blossom window — Metropolitan Museum of Art — 1982
Louis
Comfort... what else to say. This is just simply beautiful.
El Greco —
Christ Bearing the Cross — a visiting collection at the Cincinnati Art Museum —
1958
It was part
of the Lehman Collection traveling through the country and a school class made
a special trip. I remember the exhibit for a number of things, among them a
wall of Renoirs, and a tiny copy of a Vermeer by Dali, but the El Greco struck
me hard. It was hung so that you faced it straight on as you entered the room
full of the Greek's paintings, and for a moment it was all you could see. It
was the first painting I had ever experienced almost solely as an emotional
reaction.
Classical Music
I am not a
musician or an artist, but often experiencing great art or great music I have
this overwhelming feeling of gratitude that somehow the piece or that work was
created just for me, and just for the moment of my first encounter. It is a
kind of love at first sight or first hearing. Something changes and I am
different in that moment and after. It isn't about taste, but about what the
music evokes.
Richard
Strauss' Til Eulenspiegel — Cincinnati Symphony — 1958
I had never
been to a live concert and had little access to recordings of classical music.
My exposure was very limited. Given bus fare and the price of second balcony
seats ($0.20 + $1.50!!!) this was the first piece of live symphonic music I had
ever heard. I was blown away. At intermission I begged the head usher to let me
join the Conservatory students who ushered the balconies (I was a junior in
high school) and I ended up seeing a whole season.
Beethoven's
7th Symphony — the Esplenade Pops Concerts — 1959 or 60
The
Pastorale is, I think the most moving of the Beethoven symphonies. I love the
9th and the 3rd, but I always come back to this. Hearing it outdoors by the
Charles River seems somehow most appropriate. A recent performance in Benaroya was lovely.
Bizet's
L"Arlesienne Suites — I don't know where I first heard them, probably a
recording
Now having
been to Arles and Provence the music has a place in my mind. I can feel in it
the Mediterranean ethos, full of life with all its underlying tensions.
Mussorgsky-Ravel
Pictures at an Exhibition — Cincinnati Symphony — 1958-59
This is such
a delicious piece of music, so evocative; even the original piano version, and
the Emerson, Lake and Palmer rock version fully in the spirit of the Ravel
orchestration. The promenade may be one of the most memorable themes in music.
Gershwin's
Rhapsody in Blue — probably a recording but since, at least one live
performance with orchestra
The opening
clarinet puts me right in the center of it. But I didn't miss that in the remarkable
four hands two pianos version (how it was written before scoring for orchestra)
by Katia and Marielle Labeque. Gershwin seems to me underappreciated.
Liszt's Les
Preludes — probably as the theme for an early TV sci-fi show in the 50s
It still
evokes rockets taking off. It's kind of schlocky and I have never heard it
performed live but it is one of those things I like to play with the volume
turned up all the way.
Mendelssohn's
Incidental Music for a Midsummer Night's Dream — recordings, film
I think my
first experience of this was as the music in the schlocky 1935 film with Dick
Powell, Olivia de Havilland, James Cagney, Mickey Rooney, and others. The most
interesting version I have heard is a Tanglewood performce with chorus by Seiji
Ozawa and the BSO.
Ives' The
Unanswered Question — Cincinnati Symphony — 1958-59
I didn't
quite know what to make of it, and this is one of Ives’ slightly more
approachable pieces. I've come to look forward to hearing Ives done live.
Bach Cello
Suites — many times but most recently live at Town Hall Seattle by Joshua Roman
— 2012
Joshua did
all six in a single concert with a dinner break in the middle. (Easier than the
Ring cycle.) He's an immensely talented young man who clearly loves what he
does.
Handel's
Water Music — BSO in the 1960's
One of
these, the second one in the second set, is embedded in my brain as the theme
music for "Afternoon Symphony" on WHRB. I think they still use it. I
wonder if they still program five pieces from five periods alternating chamber
and large orchestra pieces, all to time out to exactly 3 hours. Programming to
those constraints was an art form all of itself.
Verdi
Requiem — not sure where I first heard it, probably records in the 60s, live in
Seattle around 2000
There is
something electrifying when the Kyrie rises out of the chorus and orchestra. There's
a lot of Verdi that is moving and emotional, the slave's chorus from Nabucco,
which I have heard from the wings wearing a Babylonian archer's costume, the
quartet from Rigoletto, but the Requiem is first to mind for me.
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