It was a rushed trip through and the exhibition was in previews (meaning they have to put the final spit polish on it), but this has to be one of the most amazing exhibitions I have ever seen of Turner's work.
The Met's exhibition actually rivals what I've seen at the Turner mecca in The Tate aka The Tate Britain, the home of many of the paintings on display - check out their online gallery.
It is a relatively short run new New York (through Sept 21st) and so I'm plotting out how many visits I can make in roughly 60 days (yes I'll be counting).
My love of Turner's work is hard to capture in a blog post as it is a combination of my love for art (in particular landscapes) as well as personal sentimentality dating back to when I briefly lived in London.
The Tate isn't sitting idle with the master on tour. Looks like they are exploring some of the mechanics of his use of colors.
With my boy who was a trouper but certainly wearing thin with his patience humoring his dad, I tried to stick to the most notably dramatic paintings (ships blowing each other up, armies clashing, or Greek ruins), but it was obvious the breadth of what the exhibition has to offer.
His use of colors is striking even in modern context with Pop Art coloring. To see his large paintings in person is to be enveloped.
Time to dust off the ol' sketch book. I'm already plotting my next trip. I missed a lecture yesterday (for about one of the only reasons that would keep me away) and I'll be looking for other events to celebrate this exhibition.
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