Blog: Rebuking one's Past Self

Rebuking one's Past Self
Rebuking one's Past Self
Date: 2018-Apr-22 19:23:17 EST

This last Friday I mentioned to Aaron, the person with whom I share my office at work (another SCC member), that I sometimes make trips to Philadelphia and was thinking of going this weekend (usual coffeeshop and walking and Wawa reasons), and he suggested I check out the Barnes Foundation Museum. I missed going on Saturday (have been feeling physically exhausted a lot recently, spent almost the entire day in bed), but today on Sunday I felt fine - reinvigorated even, and I woke up at 8AM and was out the door around 9 to make it here (by noon, roughly). I walked to Wawa, and then to Barnes; it turns out I had passed this museum many times in past visits and when I lived in the greater PHL area; going in, I was struck by countless details of the (super interesting) architecture, from wall panels that were woven from sheep, to an underground garden area, to really interesting ideas of space, stairs, and open air. The roof had a reflected light theme (was impossible to see the top window but there must've been one, supplemented by a little bit of artificial light like make-up done well.

Artwise, two artists lept out at me in particular (but there were great works by others):

  • Jean Hugo - His works felt like places I could walk into, and my brain kinda ran away from my body seeing them as captured slices of reality, perhaps an eternal afterlife in such a place. First maybe like What Dreams May Come (film), and then like an episode of Randall and Hopkirk where an older detective agency had its better member happy but placid in a peaceful and very personal existence. What would it be to be in such a world, at that resolution, with those boundaries being the boundaries?
  • Giorgio de Chirico - Who had a fascinatingly different way to parse reality. "The Mysterious Swan" in particular amused me. The paintings keep hinting at other ways reality could be organised, sticking in my head suggesting things to learn that are interesting but not real. Captivating.
  • Maybe Jules Pascin too.
It was a really nice way to spend a few hours. I was underdressed, having just dressed for maximal comfort for the train.

After that, I took a nice very long walk to Chapterhouse Coffee to sit for a few hours; feels good to sit after that hike, and I needed to look up Chirico's name (it escaped me during the walk). Spotted someone who reminds me of a former coworker at Dropbox that I had a bit of a crush on, and amused that the internet here is as bad as it ever was, and a bit surprised that the walk was considerably longer than I remembered. Not looking forward to the hike back to 30th Street Station, whenever I decide to go.