We went to the Phoenix Art Museum a couple weeks ago, trading our long-time Science Center membership for a bit of culture.
Carter enjoyed the scavenger hunt, checking off the found items with minimal art appreciation.
I did capture a bit of appreciation and one of us reflected right-side up and upside down in a shiny sculpture of some sort.
And then there was Carter, finding art where art did not exist. Or at least it was not defined as art in the eyes of the curators.
I was drawn to pieces that incorporated lots of empty space. Perhaps it reflects my want for less clutter in both my physical and mental spaces.
I am not sure we left there more cultured than when we started, but we conversed about art and enjoyed our time together. That is more than enough for me.
Hope you are having a lovely Sunday!
The best art moves you, evokes feelings and leads to discussion. As in… what is that bulb of garlic trying to say?