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Sep. 11th, 2007 08:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swordmageFirst off, I didn't think I'd end up using the phrase "lips, tits, and hips" in my class notes... it just happened to be the best way to describe some Tom Wesselmann art we were looking at and what he emphasized in a particular series.and i was short on space.
*grin*
Other than that - things not too bad. I've got to get working on some research for my Spanish Medieval Art and Architecture class. Biggest annoyance (and the prof also mentioned it to boot, so I worry less) is that the majority of the writing is in Spanish. Or German. I speak Latin, and can read a touch of French. Alas. Sadly, what I originally wanted to write on has a body of work almost entirely in Spanish and the few writers with English barely touch on it.
But it has the most beautiful Islamic textile in it... The new choice also does, and some lovely embroidery.
With my Contemporary Art class, I think I'm going to do my paper on Patricia Piccinini. I don't think I'll be able to find much scholarly work on her, but she's a fairly prolific writer on her own work, which is good.
She came up because this weekend, we met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
domnall's mother in Tonopah, and then on the way back hit a)The Bead Museum and b)The Phoenix Art Museum.
*happy happy willa*
The Bead Museum rocked. It's this tiny little museum in Glendale, but has a really good collection of beads - ranging from prehistoric to contemporary. Currently they have a show of silver. Nothing but silver jewelry. I want some of it so. damned. badly. The Moroccan stuff they had was to die for. Massive bracelets and amulets and necklaces. You see, I have a weakness for North African stuff. The Berber women? To die for. (Part of me would love to get together a set of garb for that style... *makes note*) You see, my mother has a few Angela Fisher and Carol Beckwith books - and for years I've loved Africa Adorned. Part of me laughs at the idea of this pasty white, blond-haired girl wearing all that jewelry, but another part of me thinks it'd be entirely worth it. (Here are some of their shots, but I can't find my favorites.) Seriously though, I was salivating - it was that gorgeous.
As for Phoenix Art Museum, I rather liked. I felt I had to go and stare at the contemporary art - which turned out to be well worth it. Namely, they had a Patricia Piccinini on loan. Specifically, The Embrace. The docent there told us that the curator, when he was putting it up said it felt as if there was a skeletal structure, as well as organs, etc. How cool is that? There was also an interesting Lichtenstein, the likes of which I'd never seen before and the title of which I should have written down. (ETA: Ha! I think it was called Fish and Sky.) There was also a really neat installation piece named something along the lines of Firefly Dances. It's a dark room with mirrored walls, and hanging strands of lights that change color. Really, it was just several kinds of fun.
I do think I'm going to need to go back when they've got the St John's Bible on display...
*grin*
Other than that - things not too bad. I've got to get working on some research for my Spanish Medieval Art and Architecture class. Biggest annoyance (and the prof also mentioned it to boot, so I worry less) is that the majority of the writing is in Spanish. Or German. I speak Latin, and can read a touch of French. Alas. Sadly, what I originally wanted to write on has a body of work almost entirely in Spanish and the few writers with English barely touch on it.
But it has the most beautiful Islamic textile in it... The new choice also does, and some lovely embroidery.
With my Contemporary Art class, I think I'm going to do my paper on Patricia Piccinini. I don't think I'll be able to find much scholarly work on her, but she's a fairly prolific writer on her own work, which is good.
She came up because this weekend, we met
domnall's mother in Tonopah, and then on the way back hit a)The Bead Museum and b)The Phoenix Art Museum.*happy happy willa*
The Bead Museum rocked. It's this tiny little museum in Glendale, but has a really good collection of beads - ranging from prehistoric to contemporary. Currently they have a show of silver. Nothing but silver jewelry. I want some of it so. damned. badly. The Moroccan stuff they had was to die for. Massive bracelets and amulets and necklaces. You see, I have a weakness for North African stuff. The Berber women? To die for. (Part of me would love to get together a set of garb for that style... *makes note*) You see, my mother has a few Angela Fisher and Carol Beckwith books - and for years I've loved Africa Adorned. Part of me laughs at the idea of this pasty white, blond-haired girl wearing all that jewelry, but another part of me thinks it'd be entirely worth it. (Here are some of their shots, but I can't find my favorites.) Seriously though, I was salivating - it was that gorgeous.
As for Phoenix Art Museum, I rather liked. I felt I had to go and stare at the contemporary art - which turned out to be well worth it. Namely, they had a Patricia Piccinini on loan. Specifically, The Embrace. The docent there told us that the curator, when he was putting it up said it felt as if there was a skeletal structure, as well as organs, etc. How cool is that? There was also an interesting Lichtenstein, the likes of which I'd never seen before and the title of which I should have written down. (ETA: Ha! I think it was called Fish and Sky.) There was also a really neat installation piece named something along the lines of Firefly Dances. It's a dark room with mirrored walls, and hanging strands of lights that change color. Really, it was just several kinds of fun.
I do think I'm going to need to go back when they've got the St John's Bible on display...
