black mesa by georgia o'keeffe
as in O'Keeffe.
Since I am a lady of leisure about one day a week, this week at least, I decided, last minute to spend a couple of hours in the city at SFMOMA. Lucky me, it was a "free day" and I only had to pay a token fee for special exhibits...O'Keeffe, Ansel Adams and Richard Avedon.
There is something exhilarating about going to a museum by oneself.
Alone. A loner by choice. All by my lonesome.
As an after thought, I grabbed our little camera (stashed in the car) and headed into the museum. I mention the camera because about 10 minutes in, I realized much to my horror, that the batteries had died and I would be camera-less.
I don't like that feeling.
What if I see the perfect shot and can not capture it?
How will I be able to blog about the day without a camera?
Then I took a deep breath and decided to enjoy the day without a lens as a prop.
To savor the day with my minds lens instead.
So freeing. Really.
I had no idea that Ansel Adams and Georgia O'Keeffe were good friends.
Side by side in a room hung photos and paintings of similar landscapes, many from New Mexico. The similarities striking but the contrast even more so.
There I was in a room of 50+ people peering around shoulders to soak in the art work.
No one needed my attention, I had no one to keep track of. No one to chat to about the which painting I preferred and why.
The exhibits were jam packed with folks...largely due to the "free" entry day and likely due to the final week of this particular exhibit.
Perhaps I should have opted for the audio tour...I am far too cheap.
I felt no pressure to look at every art installation in the museum either, instead I explored what I came to see and then hightailed it to the roof top garden to enjoy the best cappuccino this side of the Atlantic.
I paused. I sat in the cool shade and savored my $4 drink.
Noting the contrast of the bleached buildings against the bright blue sky, the contrast of creamy foam and espresso, the contrast of peace in the midst of a bustling city.
A bit later I sauntered downstairs to window shop the gift-shop and at the end of my time I headed back to the car and picked up my kids from school.