The interesting thing was that many people came dressed in black, white, and grey. And then there were these bright pink shoes that punctuated the mostly monochrome masterful works of art. Vija Celmins' retrospective at SF MOMA, "To Fix the Image in Memory," is so aptly named. The experience has stayed with me, a constant calming companion, even through these busy days and nights. I will be mulling it all over and over and will go back for more.
"If you really look at an image...it stays in your memory. So then memory does other things to it. Sometimes a work fades...Sometimes you have to run back and see if you remember it correctly...It's an alive experience...a give and take." Celmins
We met on the first Friday as we have been doing for years now, for waffles, hilarity, and to remember our friend who gave us each other.
Susan brought each of us a small plant to ensure we have a succulent season. Mine sits on the kitchen window, a daily reminder of the great gift of friendship and that every day is cause for celebration.
We woke up to the sweet sound of rain this morning, clearing the air, tamping down the fires, and lifting everyone's spirits. As my neighbor reminded me, "it's amazing what we take for granted." Clean air tops the list.