Why Can’t I Touch Art?

I have a confession.  It happened a long time ago, but the memory remains firmly entrenched.  I touched a work of art.  I cannot use the excuse of youth, because my mother, Frances, was very specific about art gallery etiquette.  I was to stand a few feet away from the work of art with myContinue reading “Why Can’t I Touch Art?”

For Love: An Artist’s Wife

Over the past few months of our present “solitude,” I have found ways in which to travel the world virtually to faraway art galleries. With travel curtailed and libraries, museums and art galleries closed or on reduced hours, I am grateful to all of those who work tirelessly to bring the world of art andContinue reading “For Love: An Artist’s Wife”

Inspiring Impressionism

  There are two words that appear in art literature:  Influence and Inspire.  I have often wondered whether these words were interchangeable.  Or was there a subtle difference?  This question came to mind when I stepped into the National Galleries Scotland exhibition:  Inspiring Impressionism: Daubigny, Monet, Van Gogh. The definition of “influence”, according to Dictionary.comContinue reading “Inspiring Impressionism”