I recently saw the Agnes Martin show at the Guggenheim, the ideal place to see her work, and it was the best remedy for this heart breaking time. Somehow I became cleansed of anger and distractions. There are a few things that are still rolling around in my head about this perfect exhibit. The main one being the ability to really look and be present with a work of art. While meandering up the ramp I saw this gentleman (photo below) intently looking and studying the work. He seemed completely immersed with the art in front of him. One of the reasons I love Agnes Martin's work is that you have to slow down and show up. Her work can really only be viewed in person as photographs can’t capture the subtlety and nuance. But sometimes when something is very familiar you stop looking because you think you know or have already seen it and I miss out on learning anew for my present day perspective. The gentleman reminded me to slow down and really look. I needed this show to give me calm and joy, and that it did.
I share this poem from the exhibit:
The ocean is deathless
The islands rise and die
Quietly come, quietly go
A silent sway breath
I wish the idea of time would drain
out of my cells and leave me
quiet even on this shore
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