Post by Grubb.
And you’re Alexander Brun, you name the museum you’re having built The Louisiana Museum of Modern Art.
The Louisiana Museum of Modern Art is considered to be another Danish architectural landmark. From the outside at the small courtyard entrance, the museum looks like a provincial French farmhouse recently renovated by a rock star looking for some peace and quiet.
Once inside, I found myself inside a Danish modern jigsaw puzzle piece; hallways with dark wooden floors and stark white walls angled off each other leading to exhibition spaces that were divided into smaller spaces that ended in circular stairways opening to another level terraced into the landscaped sculpture garden which sloped down to the waters of the Oresund Sound. Following the arrows ensured that I could see all the exhibits and end up at the starting point without dodging back and forth between doorways second guessing a route that wouldn’t miss anything. So from the aspect of traffic flow coupled with the gorgeous views of the sculpture parked on the grass outside the tall windows along the hallways the museum is a monument to Danish ingenuity.
Ella and I both agreed that the best exhibit was of a New York artist named Dana Shutz.
Next favorite was Yayoi Kusama’s gleaming lights where standing in line to see the exhibit was like waiting for a ride in Disneyland. Once inside the darkened room Ella and I stood with a couple of American women marveling at being on an elevated floor surrounded by multicolored lightbulbs dangled among mirrors that gave us the sense of being weightless floating among a universe of chroma controlled stars.
Kusama’s “Gleaming Lights of the Souls”.
There were also the Warhols on exhibit (always a good crowd magnet freeing up space for other, more novel artists), the Richard Price fixations (his life seems more interesting than his art), and the poor Rousseau knockoff from Tbilisi (farm animals done in Henri Rousseau’s flat primitivist manner).
Visitors momentarily fixated on Richard Price.
But—wait—there was a great lunch in the museum restaurant overlooking the windswept expansive Sound where the coastline of Sweden could be seen in the distance.
And there was the museum park.
And wind-whipped waters of the Sound.
Is the Georgian artist you were referring to Niko Pirosmani? We saw a lot of stuff when we did our Azerbijan-Georgia-Armenia trip.
Yep! You are right. That was the Georgian artist.