for weeks i have not
been myself. not seeing
what's in front of me.
nor hearing what's
depressed, to be honest.
many factors of course.
a week ago
i googled 'acupressure for anxiety'
and with some gentle but firm touch
i seem to have rebooted somewhat.
might be that i'm eating a bit better and
making a point of taking my vitamins...
today i was up and out
(always a great source of
found art as above and below)
to see the
Agnes Martin grey paintings
there is no catalog, nor announcement postcard
and photography is not permitted.
there are no reproductions
on the Pace gallery
this series of more than twenty large paintings
made in the 80s
may be the most wonderful of martin's
i have ever had the joy of seeing.
i've tried before to articulate
my response to her work
with little success.
they are sublime.
defined, i see, as:
of such excellence, grandeur, or beauty
as to inspire great admiration or awe.
the show is there until
october 29. i would live
in the second room
if i could.