Monday, February 22, 2010
Today I was looking through old photos from February 2007 when I found this photo and thought I'd tell you about it. Eric and I were living in Denver at the time. We were invited to a gallery opening and decided that we should go and check out the scene in the city. We got dressed up and went to this fancy schmancy loft of a gallery. People were speaking in hushed tones trying to absorb the artwork. We were excited to see that the fuss was about.
When we entered the main gallery we found that the art was black words on the wall. There was also an empty stage in the middle of the room. Sure the artist had a vision, but Eric and I were filled to the brim with artist's visions at the time. We were in the midst of grad school where we were working on our art history degrees. So we were rather dubious about the whole show.
We walked around and just didn't get it. Admittedly the "getting it" of art often requires a mood of acceptance and we just weren't there that day. So I tried to fake it until I made it. You'll see that the gentleman to the right of the photograph is looking pretty serious about the show, so I just copied him...it didn't work, but I had fun trying out my look of intense concentration. I guess you just have to find your fun where you can. Plus, Eric and I have tremendous difficulty taking ourselves seriously which is something that I love about our relationship.
Have you been to gallery openings? What is your plan-o-action when attending such events?
Posted by Maria Rose at Monday, February 22, 2010