Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Brancusi, you whoo me.

There are three things I can say I genuinely love, without having been influenced in anyway by anyone to cause me to love these things. They are:

1.) horses
2.) words, and
3.) Constantin Brancusi




These are the resting places.


... and I was the sky supported by his Endless Columns.


These are my favorite. Though ranging anywhere from 8- 30 feet tall, when you stand at the base of these magnificent pillars you fall under the illusion that they are, as their name reveals, endless.
Absolutely breath-taking. Absolutely masterpieces.

No comments:

Post a Comment