Museum and Gallery Hopping in Lincoln, MA

You know the old saying, opposites attack. Today convinced me ... it's true. We were up late last night and then didn't sleep that well to boot. Up early and no time for breakfast.  We dodged raindrops on the way to the car, threw in our coats, umbrellas, and camera and leaped into the car. The Garmin was set for Lincoln, MA and we hit the road. On adventure days, morning for me means hitting the floor wide open, talking about the trip, joking, laughing, making stupid comments, asking rhetorical questions and expecting answers. Unfortunately, Anne is just the opposite. Coffee and quiet are the formula. Slow ... I mean real slow ... going is the expectation.  Rhetorical questions seem rhetorical.

Thus, potential disaster ... all the ingredients were there. Opposites attack! Somehow, we each resisted the other's attempts to convince  that "I" am the injured party. Silence was the peace treaty we symbolically signed and it sustained us until such time as normal conversation was again a possibility.

We arrived at the Clark Gallery and we were normal human beings. The Clark was much smaller than what I had imagined. Lots of artists show work there, but the two featured artists were exceptional.

David Furman - ceramics

Furman's work include pieces that were interpretations of art materials and brushes in containers, pencils and erasers on drawing boards, and tools hanging on pegboards. However, everything is done in meticulous detail ( down to the tape to hold the paper down on a drawing board ) in ceramic. It was unbelievable how real the pieces looked.








Janet Rilkus - still life scenes in oil

Rilkus' painting were incredible ... unbelievable color and detail ... at $12,000 - what a bargain!













From the  Clark, it was only about 3-4 miles  to the DeCordova Museum and Sculpture Park. Although I was itching to get to the sculptures outside, we decided to line up for the inside first ... hopefully to give the rain time to let up.
















The first artwork that we examined inside was the elevator itself.The lime greens and lemon yellows  gave it a surreal feel as we rode up to the galleries.















It was a great view of the mountains and Flint Pond from the roof Tea House and the listening and communication exhibit inside was fascinating.









I loved the look of the vine-covered turrets .






But, what I really came to see was outside ... the sculptures ... even though it was raining a bit, we roamed the grounds to find the pieces tucked everywhere. Here are a few that we liked ...




This one led you up a forested hillside with numerous other entryway pieces on terraced sections of the hill.












Must say, I love spheres!










The children from the school groups were all over this one.














This was called Donut and Three Balls. It reminded me of Storm King.














This one was constructed of thousands of stacked newspapers and was positioned in a man-made ravine.










This one was about the large acorns around the tree.












Recent acquisition ... segmentation is like the Cerny in Charlotte, NC in a way.

I am always attracted to large sculptures with faces for some reason. They always seem to contain mysterious feeling, rather than expressing it. 

These hearts had lots of found objects attached ... naturally that would appeal to my tastes.

I had selected an Indian restaurant, Khushboo, for lunch. Seems that I got my signals crossed and it was actually in Lexington, not Lincoln. We each had lamb dishes (different styles), some tomato-cocoanut soup, and a mango-yogurt lassi. Definitely, a good find for a different lunch.

While in Rome ... we headed up to the green after lunch to check out the Minuteman Statue. There are lots of historic sites in this area and we will definitely come back for another adventure here.

                   

For the time being, however, the beauty of a new England green in fall

 was a perfect finish to a fun day.