Maybe it goes back to two summers ago when I was in Bilbao Spain, sick, having a great time and a miserable time wandering around Bilbao and spending a bunch of time starring at Gehry’s masterpiece of architecture, the Guggenheim in Bilbao. When I was looking down from one of the vistas in the building I could see a storage spot where there was a tone of Richard Serra sculptures all tucked in together waiting to be installed. I wanted to see the sculptures; I wanted to understand them I’d seen pictures of them but it just looked like big bits of metal. Then I got excited when I herd that Richard Serra was going to be featured in the Seattle Sculpture park. I again saw the pieces being partially installed there, and it was exciting and I was happy. When the Serra sculptures were really up I reveled in them. I liked the feel, I like the visuals up close and from far away, the whole package. I get to walk by them every week day walking to coffee, and from the 5th floor of the building next to the park. Then I planned a trip to New York and looking at the exhibits that were in the museums while I was there I was ecstatic that there was going to be a Richard Serra retrospective. Then it ended up that it was going to end 10 days before I was going to be there, so I was saddened. When we were at MOMA oddly there were still signs up for the Serra show, the main show of the huge sculptures was up and open, it was only the smaller display of drawings and such that had closed. Funny that looking at these huge amazing sculptures, that were better than I could have imagined only took about 30 minutes. It was very interesting. Walking home from dinner at L’Atelier Joel Robuchon and there were the sculptures sitting on 5th Ave on flatbed trucks ready to be shipped off. Walking around and running into those seemed amazing. I tried hard to get a photo that I liked, but none of them turned out the way I wanted. But seeing them, and touching them was great. It made my day. I keep telling people about it and they all sort of look at me and shrug.
I’m still amazed by it, and I keep thinking about it.