April is poetry month. I love Benjamin Britten’s Hymn to Saint Cecilia written to a marvelous text by W.H. Auden, one of my favorite poets. (I recently enjoyed a performance by the King’s College Choir.) The refrain to the patron saint of musicians reads thus:
Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions/ To all musicians, appear and inspire/ Translated Daughter, come down and startle/ Composing mortals with immortal fire.
It seems to me this text applies to all the arts. The word ‘startle’ is perfect. Art knocks us out of the everyday, jolts us into a realm of possibility. Isn’t that why we love a visit to a museum like the Phillips?
. . . included a visit to Matthew Marks Gallery. There was a wonderful show of Robert Gober’s work. I was intrigued by the Ellsworth Kelly adorning the gallery’s facade . . . such authority and clarity amidst the white noise of daily street traffic. I look forward to our Kelly show on June!
Dorothy Kosinski, Director
Matthew Marks gallery in West Hollywood with an Ellsworth Kelly facade. Photo: Dorothy Kosinski
Works on view in Wolfgang Laib: Without Beginning and Without End at Sperone Westwater. Photos: Dorothy Kosinski
Looking at more moving work by Wolfgang Laib on my last visit to New York, on view at Sperone Westwater gallery in NYC through March 30. On the left, Burmese red lacquer over wood. On the right, the large golden ziggurat is made from raw beeswax (like our Laib Wax Room) over a wooden understructure and, on the shelves above, boats made of folded brass are nestled in rice.