We saw the gorgeous On the Heights by Charles Courtney Curran. This painting makes me feel, quite simply, happy:
And John Singer Sargent's Dolce Far Niente. He does amazing things with light:
Breton took our breath away with Fin du Travail:
A companion exhibit of some post-Impressionists included one of my favorites, Van Gogh. When Ramona saw this she said, "Oh, I know! That's Van Gogh. He has a very distinctive style." (I'm a proud mommy.) I'm not sure whence my affinity for Van Gogh's distinctive style came, but a little piece of my heart seizes up every time I see one of his works in person:
The girls were also happy to see some old favorites at the Joslyn, such as this Renoir:
and this Cassatt:
We had hoped to see this Bouguereau -- The Knitting Girl -- but it was not out yesterday:
The Greek pottery reminded me that I need to do more Keats with the girls:
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty ...."
And now I'm off to attend to another kind of beauty as I get some homemade bread in the oven. Have a blessed and beautiful feast of the Holy Name of Mary!