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Dear Art Diary
Today HEather, George and myself finally went to the FUller Craft Museum in Brockton. Brockton always felt like it was on the other side of the universe, but we want to see some art and google maps told us the trip was only a bout an hour so....
It was a crazy museum, though only half of the exhibit space was open, in another week, more shows and one of the galleries was being painted and I know art is supposed to have an aroma of paint, but that usually goes away when the art is ready to be in a museum, not the museum being all linseed oily.
Its taken me a while to accept craft as art and in many cases I still dont, but I have given it up to quilts. I have seen some amazing pieces of art that happen to be quilts, but that does not mean some quilts are just blankets with put upon airs. THe show we saw was by Nancy Crow. She is considered to be one of the founders of the art quilt movement, or at least, that's what the wall by the quilts said. Her stuff was pretty good. It reminded me of abstract art being done in the 1970s The color field thing. Some of the others made me think of Keith Harring without the cartoony wit. The thing that Heather and I both were bothered about is that the info said that she designed the quilts but other people actually did the hand or machine quilting. What's the deal with that? Maybe I have seen too much Project Runway, but I want my textile artists to do all their own work, and I want it ready for the Runway in 29 minutes!
They had another show, and installation by Frank and Francine Ozereko. It was a long ceramic wall mural, I think is the best way to describe it. IT had black landscape and black birds doing odd things. IT reminded me of some of Edward Gorey's more whimisical books. It made me smile and I spent a lot of time looking at the three walls that had these porcelain murals. I kept on pushing George in his stroller around the room, and me getting more out of it each time. George didn't mind, he noticed ceiling fans in the room, and that is like catnip to our kid. He was all "I don't know art but I know what I....hey look fans!"
It was a good first impression for the museum, I do want to go back. Though the next big show is an art glass show, and I still have not been completely sold on glass in my limited view of ahrt
Today HEather, George and myself finally went to the FUller Craft Museum in Brockton. Brockton always felt like it was on the other side of the universe, but we want to see some art and google maps told us the trip was only a bout an hour so....
It was a crazy museum, though only half of the exhibit space was open, in another week, more shows and one of the galleries was being painted and I know art is supposed to have an aroma of paint, but that usually goes away when the art is ready to be in a museum, not the museum being all linseed oily.
Its taken me a while to accept craft as art and in many cases I still dont, but I have given it up to quilts. I have seen some amazing pieces of art that happen to be quilts, but that does not mean some quilts are just blankets with put upon airs. THe show we saw was by Nancy Crow. She is considered to be one of the founders of the art quilt movement, or at least, that's what the wall by the quilts said. Her stuff was pretty good. It reminded me of abstract art being done in the 1970s The color field thing. Some of the others made me think of Keith Harring without the cartoony wit. The thing that Heather and I both were bothered about is that the info said that she designed the quilts but other people actually did the hand or machine quilting. What's the deal with that? Maybe I have seen too much Project Runway, but I want my textile artists to do all their own work, and I want it ready for the Runway in 29 minutes!
They had another show, and installation by Frank and Francine Ozereko. It was a long ceramic wall mural, I think is the best way to describe it. IT had black landscape and black birds doing odd things. IT reminded me of some of Edward Gorey's more whimisical books. It made me smile and I spent a lot of time looking at the three walls that had these porcelain murals. I kept on pushing George in his stroller around the room, and me getting more out of it each time. George didn't mind, he noticed ceiling fans in the room, and that is like catnip to our kid. He was all "I don't know art but I know what I....hey look fans!"
It was a good first impression for the museum, I do want to go back. Though the next big show is an art glass show, and I still have not been completely sold on glass in my limited view of ahrt