Increasingly, 'exquisite' art pieces are becoming accessible to the mass public. When I visited the Musee d'Orsay exhibits at the National Museum of Singapore this morning, there were a school of 6-year-old kids, tourists and young professionals like me, appreciating the pieces.
To some, it is an indulgent endeavor, that is fulfilled, only when the demands of life's realities are met (with family status, background, etc), but to others, it is an exploration of the essence of human nature. (Granted, are gray shades of perspectives in between.)
For me, art is a venue for insight and reflection. Perhaps due to my ignorance and the lack or prior knowledge about Art, viewing the pieces open up spaces for me to escape into my inner world; and of course, I am a sucker for poetic/romantic observation of light, colour and life, so that's something else that draws me to different forms of visual art.
"Colour is my obsession; my joy and torment." -Monet.This was the painting of his wife on her deathbed. Who paints a dying person-- not to mention a loved one?! But I have learnt (through my relativist perspective) not to judge too quickly.
Woman by the Beach/Jetty by Steers.My favorite piece from the exhibition. I could go on poetically about this piece but I am trying to drown that voice in me, at least for now, so I would stop at describing this piece as one that relates to me most-- a clam, independent, reflective woman figure by the water. (:
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