Day 109- Visit a museum

#11, Visit 10 museums, 5/10


Today I visited the Autry Museum of the American West in Griffith Park. It’s directly across from the Los Angeles Zoo. I brought my kids to the museum when they were little. I had arranged each week of summer into a themed block. They spent a “wild west” week in half day camp at the Autry. They panned for gold, sat in real saddles, and did arts and crafts inspired by Native American designs. They had a great time.

It’s been a number of years since I’ve been to the museum. They had several exhibits on display.

The first exhibit I saw, “California Impressionism: The Gardena High School Collection,” has a fascinating story behind it.

Screen Shot 2016-04-21 at 10.28.45 PMHere’s the pamphlet blurb:

“The story of the Gardena High School art collection is an enduring example of the power of art to rally a community and to shape people’s lives. Each year between 1919 and 1956, Gardena High School seniors collaborated to select and purchase contemporary art that they gifted to the school upon graduation. Thanks to their efforts, Gardena High School now possesses a museum-worthy collection of California Impressionist paintings, including works by some of the state’s most celebrated artists of the early twentieth century.

California Impressionism: The Gardena High School Collection features a selection of nine paintings from the collection, including major works by notable artists such as Maynard Dixon, Jean Mannheim, and Edgar Payne. The paintings on view reflect the state’s scenic diversity as well as the vitality of Gardena High School’s program and the Impressionist movement that once flourished here.”

You can read more about their collection, and see more images, on their website.

The next exhibit I saw was the California Art Club’s 105th Annual Gold Medal Exhibition. The California Art Club was founded in 1909, and is one of the oldest and most active arts organizations in California. The artwork in this exhibit was for sale.

I liked this piece.


And this one…


Downstairs, there were costumes on display and dioramas of life in the wild west.




They even had costumes from major motion pictures.


There were busloads of school children at the museum today, but I rarely ran into them. It was nice having whole galleries to myself. I could read the descriptions as leisurely as I liked.

There’s just something about walking around in a quiet museum with beautiful art that restores the soul and lends perspective when the mind is a tangle of shoulds and woulds.

Somehow the b.s. just doesn’t seem so important.


261 days to go!


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