This afternoon I had a successful encounter with curators -- albeit via the written word in the library of the Ringling Museum of Art. I discovered that the men and women of interest to me are independent rather than institutional curators, and they have some fascinating stories to tell. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this line of research, but now I know where to turn to if/when I need to know more. (It's a non-circulating library so I haven't added another library card to my collection.)
The road to the Ringling went past the Selby Gardens so I looked it at the Rainforest Masks exhibit. They are magnificent, but I wasn't "bowled over" the way I had been last year when I saw them for the first time. Maybe it my current postcolonial veneer that makes me wonder how much of the design is purely for the benefit of Western buyers.
And now to my daily drawing practice. Jack is getting a little tired of posing for "gesture drawings" (sounds a bit like giving the finger!) I'll take my sketchbook to the beach tomorrow.
you'll have to make Jack one of his favorite pies as a reward for posing.
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