Guggenheim Collection

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April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.


-T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land, 1922.

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My weekend consisted of Mondrian, Rothko, Ernst, Kandinsky, Picasso, Pollock and Duchamp. I saw, with great excitement, the Peggy Guggenheim Collection in Venice exhibition, which is showing exclusively at The Art Gallery of Western Australia. Lucky us! We rarely get such good exhibitions here, so I soaked it all in as much as possible.

I have to say, that while I found the themes of dreams and the subconscious all very interesting, I was particularly moved by the pieces that dealt with war and the Holocaust. I must have stood in front of a painting depicting the devastation of the Holocaust for about twenty minutes, just thinking. It reminded me of T. S. Eliot's The Waste Land.

If you're in Perth, go see it. It's a rare opportunity to see artwork that doesn't reach our shores very often.

The beautiful, haunting image above is by free bliss.