I'm a big museum person and was delighted to hear that there was a museum dedicated to Native Americans - their culture and art - on the western edge of downtown Indianapolis, in White River State Park.
Jane Coats Eckert and Dianne Wright are two women who found in each other that kind of friendship one reads about in great novels; friendship that spans miles, years and sharp corners turned when life demands it.
Georgia O'Keeffe was a 28 year old Wisconsin farm girl; Alfred Stieglitz was a 52 year old New York bon vivant. Stieglitz intimately photographed his muse throughout their tumultuous, erotically charged marriage.
My trip to Milwaukee got me thinking about women associated with Wisconsin and their contributions to advancing the culture and economy of the U.S. As you might guess, these contributions are significant and quite varied.
I can understand your frustrations if the gadflies are harping on the implications of your rebrand. I never intended to offend or titillate my viewers either; rather I wanted to set myself a part from others.
American Modern: Hopper to O'Keeffe, is a show in search of a purpose. Had it been given more careful curatorial consideration the exhibition could have been one of the most important of the year. Disappointingly, it falls short.
What was I doing canyoneering anyway? I'm more likely the guy to write about James Franco trapped in a canyon in 127 Hours than actually do it myself. As a lifelong New Yorker, my idea of exercise is walking from midtown to the village on level ground.
Take a moment and see if you can summon up an image of Georgia O'Keeffe in your own mind. There is a good chance you see an icon: a sun-sculpted older woman whose life -- and art -- were studies in clarity and contrast.