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To: Don Pueblo who wrote (15896)12/27/1998 9:43:00 PM
From: Ilaine  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
Well, the National Gallery had the Vermeer show last year, and I went during Thanksgiving with the family just to be nice. But I really liked it and I came back to see it a couple of times. I don't usually go in for Dutch masters, but this was different. Can't say why, I mean, his execution was flawless, but that doesn't usually matter to me. At least, it didn't use to. Since then, I have found it quite difficult to tolerate slap-dash execution, but maybe I was getting there on my own, anyway.

But then, the galleries are full of paintings with flawless execution that I wouldn't pay $100 for at a thrift store. Anyway, I don't have to like them, I can just buzz past them. Plenty more where they came from. We do get a lot of good shows here. I would like to go back to the Met, haven't been there for years. The kids want to go back to New York and go to the Natural History Museum, last time we were there the dinosaur hall was closed. Maybe they are old enough to behave at the Met. If I can just persuade my husband that he won't be killed. My brother used to live in Brooklyn, and we visited him there, but my husband would never come.



To: Don Pueblo who wrote (15896)12/29/1998 2:59:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Giger is approachable from "normal space". Ok, bad alcohol delirium. Maybe the deal with Dali is that he speaks straight to the part of our brain that is awakened by belladonna or Jimsonweed. Or a ****load of Robitussin. A world with a frightening counterreality - and absolutely no God minding the store.
Dali is not about the usual hallucinogens - which are about Spirit and Vision. Van Gogh is in that place. Intensely. Alive. (And I doubt he ever took a single cactus or 'shroom. But I bet he Understood, intuitively. So they called him meshugge.