I went to Meijer Gardens, in Grand Rapids, Michigan. It is an impressive place.
Let me say that (1) it’s weird to be in a place emulating the public space of a museum or botanical garden that is not actually a public space but a monument to private wealth; also (2) if this is such a great country, and such a rich country, why can't we make all such spaces free for everyone? and (3) as though the art world isn’t elitist enough, it’s hard to imagine any medium more inaccessible and undemocratic than bronze sculpture.
With that out of the way, let me now admit that I loved, loved, the giant horse.
This must be some sort of transition point in my personal appreciation of art. For so long I’ve gravitated toward the abstract, the mysterious, the esoteric. Today I prefer a multi-story horse. Here is a piece of art that is not seeking to confuse anyone. This piece will tell you exactly what it’s about, and I admire that.
Still though, there are problems with accessibility and aims. Certainly it is a far cry from the avowedly non-commercial art I saw on the walls at the Grackle Gallery in Fort Worth.
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