Steven in my son's studio a month ago
waiting while Christopher photographed my
art for the Paris Carrousel du Louvre show.
The painting is Breakfast at the Skylight Diner NYC
Acrylic on canvas
30 x 30 inches
Barbara Muir © 2014
the gala opening at the Amsterdam Whitney Gallery
tomorrow featuring an installation of my painting
Breakfast in the hotel, please let me know. It's by
What a day today! We spent a long time in the MoMA
(we're in New York), and had lunch in the lovely
restaurant there. Our table was about an inch away
from the next table, so naturally we began talking to
the couple from Paris next to us. How strange to
be out of Canada, and hear French in New York.
Yet, not so strange here, where surprises
that put a smile on your face are constant. I tried
to stumble around in French, but the gracious
couple spoke beautiful English. Now here's the irony
-- we're going to Paris in a month!
Gustav Klimt. Hope, II. 1907-08After about a two hour lunch, we headed out into the
at the MoMA
at the MoMA
gallery. I was standing in front of the Gustav Klimt
(above) and the man next to me and I started asking
each other how the artist put the gold on the background.
Was it first, and then did he paint the green over top,
or the other way around? We really couldn't decide.
The man turned out to be a graphic designer from the
south of France, and once again, I attempted a short
phrase or two in French.
Then just before we left the gallery, I started talking
to one of the docents. He was originally from Haiti,
he too spoke French! I told him that in Canada it was
not cool, quite embarassing not to speak French, Canada's
second official language. Little did he know that I'd heard
more French in one afternoon at the MoMA than in an
entire year in Toronto. He told me to keep practicing
(my French) and to speak confidently in Paris. Really?
Bien amusant (funny!)
Rose by Will Ryman in the Abby Aldrich Rockefeller
Sculpture Garden at the MoMA
Have a loving-where-you-are day!