California, Palm Springs - Palm Springs Art Gallery

We had a relaxing morning. I did yoga in the sun by the pool.

Then we headed to down town Palm Springs, to the Art Gallery, and arrived just as a docent was starting a tour, so joined in.

I want to be able to paint the mountains around the Coachella Valley, so took a lot of pictures of them in paintings while he was talking. This is a close up of The Yearling by Walter Ufer and hung in a gallery with many paintings of local scenery.

Land of the Morning by Hanson Duvall Potruff

The next gallery had ancient and modern Native American art. This is made of crushed beer and pop cans, mounted on a satellite dish and resembles the grass baskets made locally. Continuum Basket by Gerald Clarke Jr.

One of my favourite pieces, San Jacinto Mountains by Eva Slater.

Woven handspun wool rug, Navajo, 1910. The swastika was an ancient South and North American symbol. In different areas it symbolized abundance, prosperity, good health, healing and good luck.

These looked so lifelike we thought people were being rude, staring at them.Old Couple on a Bench by Duane Hanson.

  The docent challenged us to consider why particular media or colours had been used and to think about what was going on in the world at the time a piece had been created. I took about a 100 pictures so will just post a few of my favorites. The gallery had older and modern pieces, often displayed together with a theme. Some from artists I knew like Picasso or Henry Moore but many more that I did not recognize.

End of the Day by Dale Chihuly

I could have taken a 100 photos just of this piece.

Two Forms with White by Barbara Hepworth

Phenomena, Wind Off Big Sur by Paul Jenkins

Nonceptual Space by Tam Van Tram. When I first saw this I thought it was beaded fabric

but it is painted paper, stapled and the lines of holes cut out with a hole punch.

Smoke Sequence by Pae White was a tapestry.

Close up of Waterdrop Series by Tschang Yeul Kim

I had just commented that this one reminded me of where we had hiked the previous day when I read the card, Palm Canyon by Edward Biberman.

There was one gallery devoted entirely to glass sculpture; Three Volumes by Jeffrey Sarmiento.

 After a couple of hours wandering the gallery we went home for a quick snack, picked up Rick and then

spent the evening at a wine and cheese pairing at a huge wine store. Which of course resulted in us buying wine. It was however lovely to get to taste a $50 per bottle Rioja (I did not buy one of those).