The report from our road trip to the Southwest continues, this time with a program in contrasts:
Palo Duro Canyon, or as it is often referred to, the Grand Canyon of Texas. We arrived early but, since the park doesn't open until 8 a.m., not early enough to escape the heat that builds up at its bottom.
Then we were off to Santa Fe, where I was all excited to take my family to the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum, only to be gravely disappointed. I was expecting a museum dedicated to Georgia O'Keeffe, full of her paintings and full of learning about one of my favorite painters. Not so. Out of nine rooms, only one showed O'Keeffe paintings, the rest is currently devoted to the exhibit Shared Intelligence: American Painting and the Photograph. And even that room isn't done particularly well, in the audio guide the explanation of one flower painting repeats itself on another.
I asked one of the ushers and she explained that the museum typically operates like this, i.e. changing exhibits with only a fraction devoted to O'Keefe. Apparently I was not the only disappointed visitor, I overheard others ask her where the O'Keefe paintings were while I left a comment in the visitors book. I ended up flipping through coffee table books in the gift shop to show my daughter some of my favorite O'Keefe paintings.
Reflection Gallery. Her "rope" cleverly ends inside the branches and the sculpture is actually carried by her hand scooping up the sea lily. Unfortunately, the sculptor's name was not displayed - I would love to thank him or her for this delight.