What We Did Saturday
My pal Mix was in mental turmoil and ran away from home this weekend and stayed with us. I have done so much yoga in the past three days that even my toe knuckles ache. In the belief that great art and inspiration can cure almost any mental anguish we went straight from San Francisco International to the Stanford Museum. In the restorative mosey (post-lunch) we discovered a wing I had overlooked before with American Indian and Asia collections. There was a marvelous wooden Fudo which I will need to go back and revisit. I just love Fudo. Or any great demon for that matter. Except for Thatcher and Cheney. I had never seen the ancient world collection. In the front of the room was a Greek marble male torso, sans limbs and head. In museums you never really get opportunity to meander all the way around most pieces and it wasn't until the reverse of Mr. Headless* did I get the full effect of the beautifully subtle back. Nothing outrageous, just the nuance of ilian crest and enough ser...