I was perusing the offerings in the bookshop of my absolute favorite museum today, the Neue Galerie, and I was overwhelmed by the prospect of browsing so many topics of interest to me in one small, stylish space. Ever since I visited my bonne amie Lulu in San Francisco, I've been in the throes of a serious crush (Mucha, Mucha, Mucha!) on Art Nouveau. But in the sleek space that is the Neue Galerie, I felt that old longing for the form and function of the Bauhaus, and the organic, bold intensity of Egon Schiele. Art Nouveau seems too fussy to me now, and it only seems right to publicly denounce it in favor of my new (old) love, de Stijl.
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I stumbled across your blog while I was doing some online research. It is so refreshing to hear someone waxing eloquent about their favorite museum. I have to say you sound quite knowledgeable about this topic. I'm impressed!
Posted by: thebizofknowledge | July 31, 2006 at 04:37 PM