Well we saw the Matisse and Picasso show yesterday and well...it was nice (isn't nice an awful word?) but I must admit I did have a few disappointments.
First, and this is not the fault of the Cone sisters: there were too many people allowed in to see the exhibit at once. Even wearing my glasses I could not see beyond the wall of four people deep to view the paintings. A few times I became bold or desperate and nosed my way between people. Now I'm not sure this circumstance can be blamed on anyone or anything as the show was sold out every day. And I suppose seeing corners of paintings was better then not seeing them at all...
The other complaint was that as I was admiring a Miro, three woman walked up to the painting and disparaged it. I wanted to shout to them: "For God's sake ladies, you're all over eighty, haven't you learned anything about art yet?" But I held my tongue.
The other complaint, and it's a small one, is that while the museum was generous in offering complimentary coffee (Starbucks-Ew), and biscotti, they forgot my tea.
Complainers, don't ya love 'em?
- Originally from Vermont, I now live in North Carolina. My work can be found in recent issues of REAL: Regarding Arts and Letters, The Jabberwock Review, The Emerson Review, Storyglossia, The MacGuffin, Confrontation, Passages North, SmokeLong Quarterly, elimae, wigleaf, Pank, and Gargoyle #57, among others. One of my stories has been translated into Farsi by Asadollah Amraee, and many others by Jalil Jafari, two of which have been published in the Iranian journal, Golestaneh Magazine. Currently, I'm an assistant editor for Narrative Magazine. I'm also working on two novels and a short story collection. In 2011, I was awarded the Carol Houck Smith Contributor Scholarship for the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference.