Monday morning BAP and I drove into Boston and parked at the location that inspired my trip in the first place: the Museum of Fine Arts.
The first stop at our first stop: the Chihuly exhibit.
It was pretty amazing.
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Almost as amazing was how well my iPhone photos came out. Which made phone photography irresistible to nearly everyone in the crowd who was carrying one.
The exhibits from the permanent collections were not as readily photographable. Most memorable to me was the start of the welcome onslaught of John Singer Sargent paintings, which we encountered everywhere we went in Boston. I had never seen a large collection of his original paintings before–and found them beautiful. As BAP pointed out, reproductions don’t do them justice. You have to see the colors and textures in person.
That said, if you’re interested in studying his process, the Museum has a massive number of digital images of his work online, including plenty of sketches.
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