Todi Festival is underway. This is a two-week-long extravaganza of concerts, dramas, art exhibits, and more. One of the fun aspects is that some of the productions take place in locations not always open to the public, so you get a chance to see more lovely spaces in and around the city.
I volunteered to help out with staffing one of the art exhibits. It is an interpretive display (I think that's what it's called) that supposedly evokes generations of local inhabitants by means of twigs (from the natural environment) cloaked in hand-dyed (using natural dyes extracted from local plants) fabric.
Everyone obviously has a different approach to art, and I'm probably a Philistine because I like my art to look good and to be immediately understandable on some visceral level. This particular exhibit requires a page of explanation and I'm still not loving it. But hey, to each his own.
My experience has been that many take a look from the doorway and run away as unobtrusively as possible. Others come in and ooh and ah about how significant it is. I will say, though, that it tickled my funny bone to hear two people finding particular meaning in one of the twigs and its fabric placement....since I myself had picked up the fabric from the floor after a visitor had knocked it off the branch and replaced it on the twig. Go figure.
For your viewing pleasure (and to give you a chance to decide whether you love or hate it), I offer the following photos:
Love,
Alexandra
p.s. The room itself has a lovely restored fresco, and is the site of one of the Monte...the pawn shops in town that were run philanthropically during the Middle Ages
I volunteered to help out with staffing one of the art exhibits. It is an interpretive display (I think that's what it's called) that supposedly evokes generations of local inhabitants by means of twigs (from the natural environment) cloaked in hand-dyed (using natural dyes extracted from local plants) fabric.
Everyone obviously has a different approach to art, and I'm probably a Philistine because I like my art to look good and to be immediately understandable on some visceral level. This particular exhibit requires a page of explanation and I'm still not loving it. But hey, to each his own.
My experience has been that many take a look from the doorway and run away as unobtrusively as possible. Others come in and ooh and ah about how significant it is. I will say, though, that it tickled my funny bone to hear two people finding particular meaning in one of the twigs and its fabric placement....since I myself had picked up the fabric from the floor after a visitor had knocked it off the branch and replaced it on the twig. Go figure.
For your viewing pleasure (and to give you a chance to decide whether you love or hate it), I offer the following photos:
Alexandra
p.s. The room itself has a lovely restored fresco, and is the site of one of the Monte...the pawn shops in town that were run philanthropically during the Middle Ages
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