Walks: Hood
Distance: 3.75 miles
| Hepworth, Wakefeild |
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| Horst Festival, Belgium |
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| Baoli, Palais de Tokyo, Paris |
Walks: Hood
Distance: 3.75 miles
| Hepworth, Wakefeild |
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| Horst Festival, Belgium |
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| Baoli, Palais de Tokyo, Paris |
Walk: SF Presidio
Distance: 4 miles
Suzanne Jackson (b. 1944) , 2019. Photograph by Tim Doyon. Courtesy Ortuzar Projects.
Something strange happens when you look at Suzanne Jackson's works. The image is right there on the canvas, paper or whatever medium it is affixed to, you can see it clearly, but the sense you get when looking is that it is just momentary and on its way to disappearing. Like a beautiful dawn or splendid sunset. You see it, but with the mixture of elation at the spectacle and sad sense it is momentary. Jackson has captured that, pure light gelling into an intimate, tender, heartfelt but fleeting moment.
Jackson's is the art of special moments. There is a poetic purity there. No artifice. You are not entirely sure of what you are looking at, but you know it to be true. Here is what Ciwt means:
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| Suzanne Jackson, Blooming, 1984, oil on canvas |
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| Suzanne Jackson, Hers and His, 2018, acrylic, cotton, scenic bogus paper & wood, 86" x 67" |
* Her solo exhibition is at SFMOMA for a few more days and then travels to the Walker in Minneapolis.
Walks: Hood, SFMOMA
Distance Average: 3.5 miles
So, modern art maven and tour giver Ciwt returned to SFMOMA today after a pretty long absence. No way around it, there was nothing really calling her there. With a few spectacular exceptions by Matisse, Magritte, Diego Rivera, Calder and Rothko, and various photographers, the feeling was getting decidely ho hum, even old fashioned.
Imagine her surprise and delight when she found virtually the entire museum had been rehung and updated. Newly acquired works, ones that have been in storage and as well as some in their usual places have been thought through and hung in informative, stimulating, fresh ways.
If you follow art, live in or visit the Bay Area but have been ignoring SFMOMA like Ciwt, she thinks put it back on your viewing list. And, if you are new to modern art, you are likely to encounter many works and much signage that will kindle your interest.
Ciwt was particularly drawn to SFMOMA's exhibitions of two women having their first solo shows at the museum. The first, Suzanne Jackson, somehow captures Ciwt's favorite friend, Light! Her works all have an inner glow that seems to eminate directly from the timeless beauty of nature. And Jackson's heartfelt appreciation of it.
| Suzanne Jackson, Passages, 1978, 12' long, acrylic wash, gesson and graphite on canvas |
| Sheila Hicks, new work, SFMOMA installation. 2026 |
Walk: Nope, storms continue. But yoga to the rescue
Distance: n/a
Amaryllis means to sparkle in Greek.
In nature, amaryllis bloom in spring or summer, but are commonly forced into early bloom for the holidays.
The U.S. imports more than 10 million amaryllis bulbs every year, mainly from Holland and South Africa.
Walks: Not a chance, big, blowy back to back storms
Distances: n/a (but yoga)
"That's what books are for...To travel without moving and inch."
The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri
Ciwt would add "videos" to Lahiri's quote. As a lifelong essential non-traveler, Ciwt has gone far with these two stay at home substitutes.
In this seemingly travel crazy world, it isn't easy being a nontourist. Actually that's the easy part; admitting it is the hard part. Looking down at homebodies goes way back. The Catholic Saint, Augustine (354-430 AD), apparently said "The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” And just yesterday our SF Chronicle had a front page article on the travel 'empressario' Rick Steves extolling the never ending benefits of travel and calling it the 'true fountain of life.' Implicit in that for sensitive nontravelers is the message "and those who don't do it are chumps."
It started young with Ciwt. Her family went to Florida for spring vacation every year, and every year, though she could barely write, she would pen her will. (She can't remember the valuables she had to bequeath - maybe her china dog collection). Every moment on the low flying planes those days through snowstorms then thunder storms was terror for her.
And really travel has never gotten better for her since then. There's the disruption, the anxiety, the airplanes 😨, the homestickness, the concern about her cats (used to be dogs) - oh yeah, and the sights. Every once in a while there is an occasion or art viewing experience (eg, the astounding Shchukin art collection in Paris) or old friends and homes to visit. But in many ways she feels she is always traveling right at home. Besides the books, videos and movies that show her places that interest her, San Francisco - with its history, museums, vast cultural resources and all the international communities and travelers that make her walks alive with different architecture and passersby speaking foreign languages - has expanded her horizons immeasurably.
If any CIWT readers are also anxious travelers/homebodies, take heart. You are not alone. Please continue tending to the parts of life that nourish you - art, books, music, food, learning, animals, nature, whatever is your personal fountain of youth - right at home.