Re: St. IvesleitourgiaAugust 29 2004, 10:00:35 UTC
We went to the Toledo museum a few weeks back. It's really quite a good museum considering it is in Toledo. In the modern collection, there was this small wooden sculpture of what looked sort of like a Minotaur dressed in corduroy pants and an open collar white button-down oxford shirt. His hands were in his pockets. He was about eight inches tall. He sort of reminded me of Steve in his posture. I fell in love with him.
Unfortunately, there was no indication of who the artist was or what the sculpture was titled. It was just sitting there in one of the Modern collection rooms. When I asked the docent (a heavy set old man who walked with a cane - one of two who worked in that area - the only way I knew that they were two different people was that one had a beard - I never saw them together) about it, he said that it had appeared during the night and that no one knew where it came from - he said that even the curator (this is not the word he used but that was the meaning I inferred from whatever word he said) didn't know anything about it. He suggested that, perhaps, someone "whittled it during the night."
The way he sat there and obnoxiously and apathetically watched passers by, it seemed like this wasn't the first time he had thought about whittling. At one point he pointed to a painting of a street scene with a restaurant (I didn't like it so I failed to notice who did it) and said, "The artist's name is hidden somewhere on the painting. Can you find it?" I immediately located it on the menu that was painted hanging outside the restaurant. He seemed upset by the speed with which I located it and stopped talking to me. Emily thought he was creepy. I just figured him for a bored old man.
Later, Ben and I came back and I tried to photograph the Minotaur sculpture (photos are not allowed in the Modern collection). Ben kept an eye on the guy and I tried to take the pics. Unfortunately, the lighting was so low and my hand so unsteady that I couldn't get a clear picture. Ah well.
Okay. Enough Museum / vacation stories. Emily is begging to go out to lunch and complaining that I am not ready to go.
Unfortunately, there was no indication of who the artist was or what the sculpture was titled. It was just sitting there in one of the Modern collection rooms. When I asked the docent (a heavy set old man who walked with a cane - one of two who worked in that area - the only way I knew that they were two different people was that one had a beard - I never saw them together) about it, he said that it had appeared during the night and that no one knew where it came from - he said that even the curator (this is not the word he used but that was the meaning I inferred from whatever word he said) didn't know anything about it. He suggested that, perhaps, someone "whittled it during the night."
The way he sat there and obnoxiously and apathetically watched passers by, it seemed like this wasn't the first time he had thought about whittling. At one point he pointed to a painting of a street scene with a restaurant (I didn't like it so I failed to notice who did it) and said, "The artist's name is hidden somewhere on the painting. Can you find it?" I immediately located it on the menu that was painted hanging outside the restaurant. He seemed upset by the speed with which I located it and stopped talking to me. Emily thought he was creepy. I just figured him for a bored old man.
Later, Ben and I came back and I tried to photograph the Minotaur sculpture (photos are not allowed in the Modern collection). Ben kept an eye on the guy and I tried to take the pics. Unfortunately, the lighting was so low and my hand so unsteady that I couldn't get a clear picture. Ah well.
Okay. Enough Museum / vacation stories. Emily is begging to go out to lunch and complaining that I am not ready to go.
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odd they'd keep a sculpture that just appeared..
you have to work for 40 years to get anything in a gallery over here..
ha
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