4-12 Art Museum

I went to the Polk Museum of Art for this assignment, and I stayed there for at least 40 minutes. The trip to the art museum was definitely a new experience for me. I had never been to an art museum before and I was excited to go. As I began looking at some of the art I was surprised by how much I was moved by it. I experienced all different types of emotions and reactions. I didn’t realize how well an artist can portray a certain mood or experience and make the looker actually experience it. In one picture I saw I could see the sadness and confusion of the artist jumping off the piece of work right in front of me.
Some of the pieces of art I didn’t understand at all, however. I was able to see a unique beauty in each piece but some of them didn’t seem like they meant anything. I was really surprised by how much I got out of the painting I looked at for six minutes. At first it just seemed like a really good drawing of a girl lying on a chair. But as I stood there more and more was revealed. I noticed small details and began wondering why the artist chose to do some of the things he did. As I was writing down my thoughts on this piece and others I was really surprised by how well they applied to my life and how relevant many of them seemed to different aspects of my life.
Words often can only express so much and are usually limited in their effect. Art, however, can be the catalyst to a story that only one mind can interpret. A picture can paint a thousand different words, depending on the individual viewing it. Art ignites imaginations and once imagination takes flight there is no telling where it can take you.



Questions

How does she lay so easily on that chair?
As if she’s floating in air.
Though it looks so effortless as she lays there
It seems that the weight of the world is upon her.
The distraught exposed on her face.
Does she know that she’s not the only one
Who paints this façade?
Who pretends everything is okay.
As she balances herself on that chair
The balances of her life seem to be broken.
As she’s surrounded by darkness
Does she see the light above her?
Will she respond to this light,
And see that all is not hopeless?
The light beacons her.
She moves.
Is it the right move?
Is it the wrong move?
Questions only produce more questions.
Where are the answers.
The only answer she finds are in her head.