Picasso's Nude Under a Pine Tree

Giacometti's Walking Man II

- Art Institute of Chicago

I am in love with art galleries. Regardless of their niche, they all seem to possess the same basic desireable qualities: impeccably clean lines, well lit and breathable spaces, ample room to showcase collections properly, and razor sharp organisation..... I'm realising as I'm typing this that these attributes do not live in my house, at least not with such presence, so this is probably why I am so in awe of galleries!

Of course, another reason is their inhabitants. It is such a rush for me to encounter images and figures that I have only ever always admired in books, akin to turning a corner on the street and recognising the person in front of me as one of my favourite celebrities! But Giacometti's person won't think I'm strange if I slowly walk around him and study his physique and imagine his genesis. Well, okay, perhaps there are celebrities out there who wouldn't have a problem with that either, but that's fodder for another post!

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