Asia In Dallas

The Crow Collection of Asian Art sits squarely in the Dallas Arts District, a neighbor of the Dallas Museum of Art and the Nasher Sculpture Center. The collection, amassed by Trammell and Margaret Crow, is housed in the office building that bears his name and contains art and artifacts from China, Japan, Korea, India and Indonesia.

The recent opening of the Sculpture Garden at the Crow Collection upped the ante in the district quite a bit. Many years in the making, the new garden contains twelve artworks from the 9th to the 21st centuries. They are outdoors in the newly landscaped and very beautiful Japanese inspired garden, which winds around the exterior of the building one level above the street.

The blending of old and new is evident as soon as you approach the Flora Street entrance. Off to one side, on the sidewalk, is one of three commissioned sculptures by contemporary Chinese artists. Liu Yonggang’s “Buddha” is an in your face, 18-foot-tall, lipstick red steel sculpture that shows a connection to traditional calligraphy without depicting a particular “character.” It’s a marvelous interplay of solids and negative spaces, a simple, yet commanding, presence.



Buddha - detail

Buddha – detail

The “Deified Laozi”, sitting at the foot of the entrance stairs, is a bronze sculpture from 17th century Ming China. It is quite a contrast to “Buddha.” You pass it as you ascend the stairs leading up to the sculpture garden where you begin your leisurely stroll among the other sculptures.

Deified Laozi

Deified Laozi

Deified Laozi - detail

Deified Laozi – detail

This bronze “Bell”  from Japan’s Edo period is struck with a large piece of wood instead of a clapper.



I wound my way around the building, enjoying the well thought out areas of plantings, rocks and stones and came upon another striking contemporary sculpture by Qin Feng. His “Shi of East & West” is massive. It relates to the traditional use of pairs of carved stone lions as guardians outside entrances in China. These stone lions have been cut in half and separated, each half attached to a piece of plate glass etched with calligraphic brushwork. Looking through the open areas of the glass I could see the cityscape beyond. Simply magical!

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West

Shi of East & West 

The sculptures are placed on either side of the Ross Avenue entrance to the building, itself a striking piece of architecture.

Trammell Crow Building

Trammell Crow Building

The third commissioned piece is “Sweepers” by Wang Shugang, another Chinese artist. Three life size bronze sculptures depict Tibetan monks in the act of sweeping. One is bright red and two are black. They are anonymous and meditative.





There is a specially commissioned (non permanent) piece inside the building, which is not to be missed. Ma Jun is a Chinese artist, who comments on the consumerism taking hold in China in his “New China” series of objects, including cars. He paints the surface in a detailed style traditionally used for ceramics. “china.porsche”, a Porsche 911 carved in wood, then cast in fiberglass has incredible detail painted all over it. Catch it while you can (to May 24).





The Crow’s Sculpture Garden can be enjoyed any time of year. It is a respite from the hustle and bustle of downtown Dallas and is FREE and open to the public. Nice!





Eye On Iceland

It is winter now in Iceland, but it will be spring before you know it and you’ll want to go there, so let me tell you what it is like when the days are long and it warms up (sort of).

Once again, we traveled with Overseas Adventure Travel. We went last May, an “iffy” month, still cold and often rainy, but fewer tourists. A good trade off. We began in the capital, Reykjavik, traveled along the southern coastline, up along the west side and across the northern edge. There was a lot of looping in and around since that’s the geography of the coast.

Reykajavik has about two thirds of the country’s 320,000 people, which makes Iceland a country of towns and villages more than cities.  Reykjavik’s newest addition, sitting right on the waterfront, is a stunning concert hall called Harpa, designed by Olafur Eliasson. This multi million dollar performance hall almost went belly up when Iceland went bankrupt but, lo and behold, funds were found to complete the project. This probably falls under the heading of “don’t ask, don’t tell.”

I’m glad they finished Harpa. Its facades of windows are spectacular even on a gloomy day. Inside or out, the struts and glass sections create amazing patterns.

IMG_2625 HarpaIMG_2632 Reykjavik Harpa

IMG_2609 Harpa

We spent a lot of time outdoors. The Snaefellsnes Peninsula gave us rain, wind and cold, but we could tell spring was approaching. The grass got greener and brave little flowers poked through the ground on the cliffs above the water.

IMG_2784 Snaefellsnes PeninsulaIMG_2789 Snaefellsnes Ntl. Park cliffsIMG_2808 Snaefellsnes Ntl. Pk

We had sunny weather on the day we visited a horse farm. The Icelandic horse is short, stocky and sturdy. And friendly. And cute!

IMG_2982  Icelandic Horse

This girl was more enamored of the flowers than the horses. I guess she’s used to them (the horses).

IMG_2953 Young Girl

Up and around we went to Akureyri, only forty miles from the Arctic Circle. A beautiful place.

IMG_3003 Akureyri

Waterfalls, craters and volcanic rock are plentiful throughout Iceland.

IMG_3029 Lake Myvten areaIMG_3035 Skutustadir cratersIMG_3040 Skutustadir cratersIMG_3048 Dimmuborgir volcanic rocks

Siglufjordur Village is Iceland’s most northerly town. Its promo name is Siglo (for those of us who are language challenged). It has a lively waterfront. We had sun!

IMG_3107 SiglocopyIMG_3109 SigloIMG_3120 Siglo

More beauty in Thingvellir National Park.

IMG_3156 Thingvellir Ntl.PkIMG_3179 Thingvellir Ntl Pk

More waterfalls in Gulfoss and Seljalandsfoss.

IMG_3221 Gulfoss WaterfallIMG_3316 Seljalandsfoss Waterfall

Craters and hot springs in Geysir. The underground hot springs throughout the country provide Icelanders with almost all their energy (thermal). Also, volcanic eruptions!

IMG_3191 Geysir

Glacier hikes are popular. We put on crampons and “walked” (carefully) on the Solheimajokull Glacier, whose volcanic debris made the surface less than pristine. Here is my color photo in black and white sans Photoshop. I kid you not.

IMG_3273 Glacier

Before returning to Reykjavik we drove past farmland definitely showing signs of spring.

IMG_3247 Golden Circle route

A last look at Reykjavik from atop its striking Lutheran church.

STA_2684Reykyavik Panorama

Arkansas Has Art

Nestled in the Ozarks, in the northeast corner of Arkansas, is Bentonville which I’m sure you know is where Sam Walton started Walmart all those many years ago. Bentonville’s latest claim to fame is the Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art, founded and funded by Sam Walton’s daughter, Alice with a major endowment by the Walton Family Foundation. Fall- a good time to take a drive to Arkansas.

The museum, designed by Moshe Safdie, is set in a natural ravine surrounded by mature native trees, stone walls and creeks. The multi building museum straddles two ponds whose water flow comes from Town Branch Creek and Crystal Spring. Water is an integral part of the design. The materials, concrete, glass, wood and steel complement each other nicely. The natural and man-made are well integrated.

Crystal Bridges

Crystal Bridges

The museum’s restaurant, Eleven, has better than average food. The stunner is a curved wood ceiling that echoes the exterior metal roof.

Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art

Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art 

Crystal Bridges-Reflections

Crystal Bridges-Reflections


Crystal Bridges-Roof

Crystal Bridges-Roof

Restaurant Eleven

Restaurant Eleven

The art collection, from the Colonial era to contemporary art is quite good. There are some well-known American artists, some not so well known (by me). I thought the contemporary art was quite good. Ms. Walton probably needed more mega-millions to buy enough top quality art to fill the museum.

The more than 100 acres surrounding the museum are an added treat with walking paths/trails that loop around and connect with each other for several miles.

Crystal Bridges trail

Crystal Bridges trail 

Large-scale sculpture is placed at intervals along the trails. Some like the Mark di Suvero can also be seen from one of the inside galleries, giving one a different perspective.

Mark di Suvero "Lowell's Ocean" 2005-2008 steel

Mark di Suvero “Lowell’s Ocean” 2005-2008 steel  

This welded and polished sculpture “Yield” by Roxy Paine is at one of the entrances. There is a similar piece (same series) at the Ft. Worth Modern. Here it is on a bright fall day.

Roxy Paine "Yield" 2011 stainless steel

Roxy Paine “Yield” 2011 stainless steel

Some art sneaks up on you like Robert Tannen’s “Grains of Sand.” He has placed fifteen boulders of native limestone and sandstone with aluminum numbers and ART on them along the trails. Finding all fifteen was a challenge we were not up for. We did find this one.

Robert Tannen "Grains of Sand" 2011 native stone and cast aluminum

Robert Tannen “Grains of Sand” 2011 native stone and cast aluminum

A short walk from the museum, near the town square, is another recent addition to Bentonville, the 21c. Museum Hotel. As it’s name implies, it is a combination of a contemporary (comfortable and spacious) hotel and museum. The museum has 21st century art with intriguing site specific and rotating temporary exhibits. The inside/outside areas with a lot of square feet are open to the public 24/7. You do need your room key to access the art on the upper floors. Here are a few pieces from “Outside/In: Site-specific art at 21c. Museum Hotel, Bentonville.

Chris Doyle "Unfolded" 2010-2013 wallpaper

Chris Doyle “Unfolded” 2010-2013 wallpaper


Serkan Ozkaya "A Sudden Gust of Wind Bentonville" 2013 metallic sheets, monofilament

Serkan Ozkaya “A Sudden Gust of Wind Bentonville” 2013 metallic sheets, monofilament 

The temporary exhibit during our stay was “Transporting Transformation: Cuba, In and Out.” The artists in this multi media exhibit deal with political, social and economic issues surrounding their identity and experiences.

At the hotel’s entrance, on the plaza, sits this 1950’s Plymouth. It’s thought provoking, to say the least. What were those people looking for?


Inside is a video lounge (this hotel has everything). Currently showing is Sandra Ramos’ 3D animations.

Sandra Ramos 3D annimation

Sandra Ramos 3D animation

Carlos Garaicoa’s “El Mapo del Viajero ll”, a wall installation of pushpins and strips of paper with quotations from travel writings, draws you in to read the tiny writing. Or, you can stand back and appreciate the patterns on the wall.

Carlos Garaicoa "El Mapa del Viajero II" pushpins, strips of paper

Carlos Garaicoa “El Mapa del Viajero II” pushpins, strips of paper

Perhaps the wildest piece, made of found objects (blown glass, crystals and wigs), is “Perfect From Now On” by Amelia Biewald. Lit up at night, the shadows caught my attention.

Amelia Biewald "Perfect From Now On" 2010 13 chandeliers, blown glass, crystals, wigs

Amelia Biewald “Perfect From Now On” 2010 13 chandeliers, blown glass, crystals, wigs

Amelia Biewald "Perfect From Now On"

Amelia Biewald “Perfect From Now On” 

The “Green (color and recycled material) Penguin Flock”, the hotel’s mascots, show up in unexpected places. A whimsical touch, me thinks.

IMG_4176 21c.Museum Hotel

We came for the Crystal Bridges Museum. The 21c. Museum Hotel was a delightful surprise. Serendipity!

New York, New York

 It’s a wonderful town! There are always new things to see and do no matter how often one visits. Stan and I discovered some of them on a recent trip. The sunny and mild weather meant we spent a lot of time outdoors, walking, walking, walking. We made good use of   the Metro card, taking the train when necessary. It’s the fastest way to get around. Put the Subway map app on your phone and off you go.

We popped into the Guggenheim Museum right away to catch the James Turrell show before it closed. His lights bathed the rotunda in varying degrees of color making the museum walls his canvas.

I found the people in a circle on the floor more interesting to contemplate than the light installation. It was like a mini version of the 1978 mass murder of Jim Johnson’s cult followers by cyanide laced Flavor Aid. Weird.

James Turrell Light Bath

James Turrell Light Bath

A bright, sunny day brings out the performers. This, in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Hipsters at the Met

We were in New York to celebrate my birthday. Grand Central Station was also celebrating – its 100th. I should look so good at 100!

Grand Central at 100!

We walked the one mile stretch of the High Line, the public park built on a section of the elevated former NY Central RR on the west side of Manhattan (2009-2011). Looking down you get some unique views of Chelsea and beyond.

Gilbert and George, Waking, 1984


From the High Line

Art on the High Line.

El Anatsui, Broken Bridge II, 2012

Art off the High Line. No privacy for these folks!

Charlie Hewitt

We dropped down into Chelsea for art gazing and found some sheep grazing. This is not something you would expect to see in the middle of Chelsea. The late Francois-Xavier Lalanne’s “Moutons” were installed on the site of an old Getty gas station by art dealer Paul Kasmin and real estate developer Michael Shvo. What a great way to warehouse a piece of land waiting for a luxury high rise. 25 moutons. Better than a parking lot!


Francois-Xavier Lalanne, Moutons

We walked on several other elevated structures during the week. In all the years we lived in New York, growing up and going to school, neither of us had ever walked across the Brooklyn Bridge. Hard to imagine, but true. To get to Brooklyn from the Manhattan side you take a train down to Chambers Street and walk a few blocks to the bridge, passing several Court Houses with beautiful Corinthian columns built in the 1800’s.

Courthouse, NYC

And then, you’re on the bridge’s pedestrian way with a zillion other people who had the same idea on a gorgeous Fall day.

Brooklyn Bridge

Great views looking back toward Manhattan.

Manhattan from the Brooklyn Bridge

Manhattan Bridge, NYC

Coming off the bridge we hit the DUMBO (Down Under The Manhattan Bridge Overpass) Arts Festival. Lots of art on land and sea.

DUMBO Arts Festival

DUMBO Arts FestivalDUMBO Arts Festival

Fun stuff, too.

Who, Me?

At Rest

We got it into our heads that it would be fun to walk across the Williamsburg Bridge, another crossing between Manhattan and Brooklyn. Several trains later we found ourselves on the Brooklyn side and walked back to Manhattan. These bridges are not only for pedestrians. There are separate roadways for vehicles and trains.

Williamsburg Bridge, Brooklyn side

Williamsburg Bridge, Brooklyn to Manhattan

Models, too!

Here's Looking At You


Too much graffiti on the walkway, but good pickings for my “Underfoot” photo series.

Underfoot - Williamsburg Bridge

We clocked about seven miles of urban hiking that day but how many people can say they walked across two bridges in the same day? Maybe we should call Ripley’s.







Chile and Argentina – Their People

I said in my previous blog that “whenever I travel, it’s the people I remember most.” Young, old, male or female. Meeting the people makes traveling worthwhile. Smiles and hand signals go a long way when your knowledge of the language is slim.

Here they are – some of the warm and friendly people met on the Overseas Adventure Trip “Chile and Argentina: The Andes to Patagonia.”

Wonderful people!

Faces and Places: Chile & Argentina

The best time to head to South America is when it’s winter in the U.S. We explored Chili and Argentina from top to bottom with Overseas Adventure Travel (OAT). We crossed borders several times as we worked our way south to Punta Arenas, the southernmost city in Chile at the foot of the Chilean Andes. Did you know that Patagonia (the region) is shared by Chile and Argentina? We explored both and what variety there was. Mountains, the Andes, of course, plains, ranches, cities, islands, parks and lakes.

Buenos Aires, Argentina acted as bookends for the trip. We started and ended in that vibrant city. What better way to start than with a tango show. So chic, so smooth.

Tango, Buenos Aires


Beautiful old buildings stood in contrast to the eccentric area known as La Boca where brightly painted houses, especially on Caminito St. screamed for attention.

Buenos Aires


La Boca area, Buenos Aires

La Boca area, Buenos Aires

For a change of pace go to Recoleta Cemetary where the mood is pensive, even with crowds. Remember Evita Peron, “the” Evita? She is buried there.

La Recoleta cemetary, Buenos Aires


We left the hustle and bustle of B.A. and headed for Bariloche on Lake Nahuel Huapi. This is Patagonia’s Lake District where a chairlift takes you up to the top of Campanario Hill. At the top you can look down on the very, very blue lakes and snow capped mountains.

Vista from Campanario Hll, Bariloche, Arg.


There are always “off the itinerary” fun stops with OAT. The Moncopulli Auto Museum in Chile was a treasure trove of antique cars, some restored, some, like this one, waiting for someone’s TLC.

Auto Museum, Moncopulli, Chile


Eating “local” is a given. On Chiloe Island (Chile) we participated in one of the more exotic (for us, anyway) cooking methods for preparing dinner.The “curanto” is a way of layering mussels, chicken and sausage on a bed of hot coals. Everything is covered with huge leaves. Then, you wait. At the right moment (determined by the cooks) the whole thing is uncovered and, voila! Dinner is ready.

"Curanto" dinner, Chiloe, Chile


"Curanto" dinner, Chiloe, Chile

The capital of Chiloe is Castro, where brightly colored houses on wood stilts called “palifitos” line the water’s edge. They’re referred to, simply, as palifitos.

Palifitos - Chiloe, Chile


A visit to an Argentinian estancia (ranch) introduced us to the art and skill of sheep shearing. Also hanging around were these four footed cuties.

Sheep Shearing, Estancia Fitz Roy, Chile


Estancia Fitz Roy, Chile

No trip to Patagonia is complete without some quality time with the glaciers. We got that in spades in Los Glacieres National Park. These babies are BIG!

Glaciares Ntl. Pk. Argentina


Glaciares Ntl. Pk. Argentina

Back in Buenos Aires we traipsed through the San Telmo market. We didn’t score a special treasure but enjoyed poking around. Great people watching, too.

San Telmo, Buenos Aires


Wherever we travel, it’s the people I remember most. I invite you to return to my blog to meet them.

Finally – Nova Scotia

It took Stan and me 49 years to finish the honeymoon we started in 1963. We planned to travel from New York to Canada visiting New Brunswick, Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island. We dilly dallied for too long in Maine, made it to New Brunswick and had to return to New York. We’ve traveled all over the world during the intervening years, including other parts of Canada. We decided it was time to finish the trip started so long ago and are so glad we did.

You’re never far from the water in Nova Scotia. Water and mountains are always a treat for Dallasites. So is green grass sorely lacking in Dallas in August. By the time we got to Nova Scotia the crowds had thinned and we felt like we had the place to ourselves (well, almost).

Our starting point was Halifax, the largest city we stayed in. It has a lively waterfront and boardwalk with tall sail ships to hop on for a harbor cruise or Theodore the Tugboat if you have kids. Theodore was cute but we chose the “pirate” ship SV Mar and with sails raised cruised the harbor .

Halifax NS Theodore the Tug

Halifax Skyline

Good roads and good signs got us out of the city and on our way to Peggy’s Cove, a much visited fishing village. It is as picturesque as described in the tour guide, although it probably loses its charm at the height of the summer when the crowds swarm in. Calm water, gently rising hills, and colorful boats are picture perfect. Even the craft and souvenir shops look like they belong. A piper played us a tune. The much photographed Peggy’s Cove lighthouse was being repainted, so no pictures of it from me.

Peggy's Cove NS

Peggy's Cove NS

Peggy's Cove NS

Peggy's Cove NS

Peggy's Cove NS

We drove to Cape Breton Island, N.S. anticipating four days of idyllic island charm. We were not disappointed. Our friends Gloria and Mike offered us their 100 year old house in Port Hood on the south western part of the island, a perfect jumping off place from which to roam around.

Gloria and Mike's House, Port Hood

Each day we set out to explore the small towns and sights on the island, eat wonderful seafood (lobster here, lobster there) and listen to Celtic music in a variety of settings. We were eager to drive the Cabot Trail which we had heard so much about. We drove it clockwise from Port Hood going up along the western coast and down the eastern coast. The 185 miles of winding ascents and descents took us through small towns and Cape Breton Highlands National Park. Sunshine, great roads and no traffic made the trip extraordinary.

We stopped at lookouts to take in the views of the hills and water which seemed to go on forever.

Cabot Trail

Cabot Trail

Cabot Trail

Another day, another excursion, this one to the Fortress of Louisbourg National Historic Park. It is a big deal. The fortress is a reconstruction built on the foundations of the original buildings. Even though only about one fourth has been rebuilt it is huge. It was built by the French early in the 18th century, captured by the British in 1745, returned to the French several years later, recaptured by the British in 1758 who then blew it up. In the 1960”s the Canadian government decided to build it as it looked in 1744.

Interior scene - Fortress of Louisbourg

Food Prep - Fortress of Louisbourg

Fortress of Louisbourg

Fortress of Louisbourg

Men and women in period costumes (French) walk around playacting at 18th life.

Fortress of Louisbourg

How could we not visit this site? A little history never hurt anyone after seeing beautiful scenery and eating great food. There’s even a lighthouse!

Lighthouse - Fortress of Louisbourg

Music is an integral part of life in Nova Scotia, especially on Cape Breton Island. We made it to a square dance (Celtic, not western) and heard fiddlers and pianists play lively Celtic reels and jigs at pubs and gatherings called ceilidhs (pron. k-lee).  All of it toe tapping, hand clapping good.

Red Shoe Pub - Mabou, Cape Breton Island

We were sorry to leave Port Hood and will always remember its sand, sea and stunning sunsets. A big thanks to Gloria and Mike.

Port Hood, Cape Breton Island NS

Port Hood, Cape Breton Island NS

Port Hood, Cape Breton Island NS

But leave we had to if we were to complete the honeymoon itinerary. So off we went to Prince Edward Island, an easy 75 minute ferry ride away. Then more lobster, delicious no matter where we ate it and P.E.I. mussels, right there on P.E.I.

Good Eating on Prince Edward Island

Try Your Luck on PEI

Chips (fries) are as ubiquitous as the mussels since P.E.I. grows potatoes. Yes, we indulged. Cow’s ice cream too, just not all 63 flavors.

One Potato, Two Potato - PEI

Charlottetown PEI

Rain ended our streak of sunny weather, but did not deter us from walking around Charlottetown, our base for two days. It’s P.E.I.’s capital and one of only two “cities” on the island. The sandy beaches and warm water along the coasts are the big attractions all summer long. We drove along the northern part of the Central Coast Drive, stopping in towns along the way and turning off at signs for artist studio’s and art galleries. Some galleries are in unusual places.

Looking For Art on PEI

We saw a spectacular variety of lush rolling hills with family farms, bays, harbors and empty beaches meant for strolling at summer’s end.

Brackley Beach PEI

The return trip to Nova Scotia by ferry brought us back to Halifax for the night before heading home.

The trip may have ended, but the honeymoon continues.

Are We There Yet?

It’s more than 900 miles from Dallas to Arrowhead, Colorado in the Vail Valley. A nice, long drive away from the summer heat to the cool mountain air. One route takes us through New Mexico. Clayton, NM gets ready for summer with firework stands like this one.

Clayton NM

The Colorado mountain towns nixed their mega 4th of July displays this year because of the threat of more wildfires. Maybe New Mexico did the same.

The rest stop at Clines Corners welcomes us with an altitude of 7200 feet, Fresh Fudge, and more souvenirs than you need, but there’s no charge for looking.

Welcome to New Mexico

Another route (our new favorite) takes us through Oklahoma and Salina, KS. We gassed up here and saw the Great Food Pyramid. BBQ anyone?


Ovenighting in Salina gave us the opportunity to share (notice the word “share”) a Chocolate Extreme Blizzard. DQ complies with some regulation and posts the calories in all their concoctions. You don’t want to know, especially if you’ve been sitting on your duff driving all day. But, hey, a gal’s gotta eat!


Mountains at last, and some freebees.

Take It

Charming towns with cute shops.

Lavender and Lace

Vintage stuff to poke through.

Cheap Chic

And, around a corner, back alley signage with a little graffiti thrown in.

On the Wall

In Carbondale you can bike to brunch, then justify eating the heavenly peach pancakes at the Village Smithy.

Carbondale Brunch Fave

Or have a latte with or without chess. Good dog!

Time Out

Shop till you drop every Saturday at the Minturn Market. Believe me, it’s more than T-shirts. Good eats too, and Christmas in July on Main St.

Minturn Mania

Decisions, Decisions

Christmas in July

Lest anyone think we’re all about eating and shopping, here’s the reward we get for sore feet (knees, backs, whatever) on those hikes up to 10,000+ feet.

Aspen Glade

See you next summer, Colorado!

Go West Young Man

Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth, TX. Photo by Cecelia Feld

Only 35 miles separate Dallas and Fort Worth, so after (or before) we take visitors to the Dallas museums we hop on the freeway and high tail it to Ft. Worth to do the museums there.

The Modern Reflections. Photo by Cecelia Feld

Recently, the Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth (a mouthful, shortened to The Modern) was my focus, literally.

Photo by Cecelia Feld

When architect Tadeo Ando came west he brought an eastern sensibility with him and gave the city not only a building worthy of a significant collection of modern and contemporary art but a piece of art in its own right.

The spare and unembellished steel, glass and concrete building  floats on a 1.5 acre reflecting pond. Inside and outside are connected. I wanted to capture the play of light against the building, the cast shadows, shimmering reflections and the vertical, horizontal and diagonal patterns. Always going for the details.

Photo by Cecelia Feld

Photo by Cecelia Feld

Inside, you exit a gallery, turn a corner, and catch a glimpse of the water outside. Lovely. Refreshing.

Photo by Cecelia Feld

Café Modern, with its elliptical dining room surrounded by water, is the place to take a break for coffee or lunch and “float” for a while.

Photo by Cecelia Feld

The man knew how to make us feel cool on a hot Texas day.


New Guy In Town

One of my favorite activities, when I’m not in my studio, is visiting museums. On a recent trip to Denver I went to the new Clyfford Still Museum. It is adjacent to the Denver Art Museum, its straight lines and solid mass contrasting sharply with the DAM’s angular walls. The Brad Cloepfil designed building houses almost 94% of Still’s total output (paintings, works on paper and sculptures).

Clyfford Still Museum - gallery

The path from representational depictions of farm workers in the 1920’s and 30’s to his fully realized Abstract Expressionist paintings of the 50’s until his death in 1980 are beautifully displayed, several to a gallery.

I was in college during the heyday of Abstract Expressionism. I was not as aware of Still and his contemporaries as maybe I should have been, (no Jackson Pollacks in my collection), but I was greatly influenced by one of the group, William Baziotes, who was my teacher at Hunter College. His discussions of how to “see” the world around us in terms of color, shape, line and texture influenced the direction my own art would take.

Clyfford Still "PH-272", 1950, detail

I have always said my work is about those “relationships.” As long as you understand that, you will be comfortable with the absence of object or narrative in my work.

Cecelia Feld #249 Sienna, acrylic painting, 69x53", 1983

Cecelia Feld #1209 This Must Be Your Lucky Day, collagraph collage, 8x11", 2009

See what I mean?