After the Buddhist study group Saturday, my teacher and I and another member met at the art museum. We saw Tibetan bronzes and other pieces, all a image of Buddha. Their beauty and expression was a balm to our shocked psyches after the images coming out of Japan. These art objects were from six or more centuries ago. And they comforted people suffering then as they do now.
The we saw a room of Eva Hesse's studio materials that she was working on at her death. They all seemed so body based and organic, and the rich ochre hue of some of the hangings were alive with what seemed like blood soaked testaments to our suffering. I've loved her work since I first saw it, but especially since the MOMA had a big show a few years ago. She didn't live long, but she lived vividly, with great impact.
And the surprise at the museum was the Whistler show of some of his etchings. The drawings were immensely detailed, so you could gaze seemingly forever, finding new images to explore. Many were set in Italy, especially Venice, and also other parts of Europe. His noctural drawings are my favorites, where the artwork is all atmosphere, and the environment envelopes us as well. I immediately wanted to have to catalog, and am determined to return to see that show again. Whistler was amazing, and his work only grows richer with time.
By the time I'd returned home, I was feeling the gift of people's artistic endeavors and imaginations, which remind us we are capable of transcending everything, even time.
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