Chihuly’s art is amazing. Blown glass with all sorts of colors made into all sorts of shapes. Big pieces, little pieces, everything.
As good as the art is, the presentation is also special. The setting, the lighting, everything is perfect. Not only the glass but the shadows and the reflections are part of the installation.
All sorts of designs are his hallmark.
They had some of his paintings on display along with three videos of him in action. His painting technique fascinated me. This isn’t some guy with a beret dabbing at a canvas. He paints directly from the tubes in big bold strokes. He drips paint from buckets, it is all very physical. They had videos of the glass being blown. Big burly guys struggling with the big pieces trying to get the color and shapes right. This is very muscular art.
The exhibition has two parts “Chihuly in the Gallery” and “Chihuly in the Forest.” The piece above seemed to hover in mid air and seemed alive as it shimmered in the sun. It reminded me of something from a Stephen King story. This piece contains over a thousand individual pieces.
The art seemed a part of the forest, the woods and the glass complimenting each other.
Once a week or so they have a nightime exhibit. I think that would be spectacular.
I love this boat.
And these two pieces.
And not far away were two fawns. That is cool. I don’t know where mom was. They were in a safe spot.
Afterwards we drifted in the town square of Bentonville to eat and came across Sam Walton’s first store and museum.
They had an old time soda fountain with ice cream at 99 cents a scoop. Not a bad finish to a great road trip.