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The Clark Institute in Williamstown

(This was posted previously. I like this place so much I wanted to revisit it with you.)

Some years back we visited an incredible little gem of a museum located in the wilds of the far northwestern corner of Massachusetts, a space that seems almost dedicated to those who seek out the French Impressionists. At that time the the museum was in the process of expanding into a new space and most of the French Impressionist work was loaned out. Well, the good news is Renoir, Degas, Manet, Morisot and their comrades are back from their tour -- and the new building and environment is not to be missed.

It gets even better: here you can also find an incredible collection of Winslow Homer juxtaposed neatly with several moving pieces by Frederick Remington. Plus there are a few other treasures to be found and savored; Giovanni Boldini being one of our discoveries this trip. His work is small in scale but huge in effect. And of course there's the Alfred Stevens room and the numerous works by Corot, Daubigny, and Sargent, three more "favorites" of ours.

Undertow 1886 by Winslow Homer

child with bird (Mademoiselle Fleury in Algerian costume) 1882 by Renoir

Venice, the Doge's Palace 1881 by Renoir

Portrait of a young woman 1874 by Renoir

Woman crocheting 1875 by Renoir

a box at the theatre (concert) 1880 by Renoir

Marie Therese Durand-Ruel sewing 1882 by Renoir

the bath 1885-86 by Berthe Morisot

the cliffs of Etretat 1885 by Claude Monet


Comte Henri Amedee Mercure Turenne d'Aynac 1816 by Jacques Louis David

Trumpeter of the Hussars 1815-20 by Théodore Géricault

featured exhibition: Magna Carta

Dance of the masked dancers 1879 by Degas

Mery Laurent wearing a small toque 1882 by Edouard Manet


Jane Avril 1891-92 by Henri Toulouse-Lautrec

dancers in the classroom c. 1880 by Degas


the dancer by Degas

young woman crocheting 1875 by Giovanni Boldini

young woman reading 1875 by Lucio Rossi

By the time we arrived at it was getting later in the lunch hour and so our first order of business was to grab something to eat. We were pleasantly surprised to find the food at the Clark Cafe quite tasty.

the back side of the cafe
turkey wrap
flatbread with roast beef
Without a doubt this is one of the finest art museums on the East Coast. It's not easy to get to but then nothing worthwhile is ever easy, right?
looking out toward the reflecting pool
the reflecting pool


Sunday trip to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston

Looking for something to do in this part of New England is not much of a challenge: Three hours in any direction and you've got a wide range of interesting opportunities for exploration: ocean, mountains, major cities. On a recent Sunday Susie and I opted for the latter, Boston to be exact, or at least a small part of it, the Museum of Fine Arts.

We couldn't recall with any degree of accuracy the last time we were in this Boston cultural icon; it was  many years ago although we do recall going to see an exhibit of photographs by Alfred Steiglitz.

Anyway, we pointed the Mini north up I-95 and in less than an hour found a parking space just around the corner from the museum (lucky us, apparently) and found our way into the Huntington Avenue entrance. The is the one you really do want to see first, believe me; the rotunda is nothing short of magnificent -- and for $25 a head it should be great.

the Huntington Avenue entrance
Before you walk inside, take a moment and get up close to Cyrus Dallin's incredible "Appeal to the Great Spirit":
"Appeal to the Great Spirit" 1909 by Cyrus Dallin (1861-1944)
Once inside, with map in hand we stumbled our way through a maze of corridors and galleries looking for the 19th Century French Impressionists.

After about 10 minutes we both concluded that museums have become rather like hospital complexes today: a warren of spaces that seem to be only tentatively connected with one another. We also concluded that with practice, and repeat visits we would undoubtedly be able to find our way around with ease. But how many tourists have the luxury of living barely an hour away?

the Renoir corner
Near the Renoirs we came across one of Susie's favorite sculptures, La Petite Danseuse by Degas. We have now seen 4 of the 14 existing copies of this lovely and moving work at The Clark (Williamstown, MA), the Met (NYC), the Orsay (Paris) and now the MFA.
Susie and La Petite Danseuse


Nearby was a painting that struck me straightaway, "Grotto by the Seaside in the Kingdom of Naples with Banditti, Sunset" (1778) by Joseph Wright (1734-1797). I don't know if it was the color, the scene itself or the depth of field but I thought this piece fantastic:


detail
And then there was the fabulous "Picture Gallery with Views of Modern Rome" (1775) by Giovanni Paolo Pannini (1691-1765). What incredible detail and workmanship to replicate all those views into one "gallery":


detail
detail
We then stumbled across a very nice collection of work by Dutch and Flemish painters, and one in particular, "Winter Landscape Near a Village" (1610-15) by Hendrik Avercamp (1585-1634) really caught our eye:






The MFA is also home to one of the largest collections of the American impressionist and portraitist, John Singer Sargent. There were at least two pieces where he used the same young female model, Rosina Ferrara, on the island of Capri:

"Rosina - Capri" by John Singer Sargent
The featured exhibition right now is a collection of Samurai armor -- fascinating, especially as they had tricked out not only "foot soldiers" but even men on life-size horses as well (and yes, the horses were wearing masks, too).





Looking for and at so much wonderful art really builds an appetite so we opted for a light lunch at the New American Cafe, one of four eateries in the museum.

The service was indifferent, the prices so-so but the food wasn't too bad and the company outstanding; plus it was a cool location to be sure.



corn chowder
And then there was artwork (of a sort) that was striking but tended to leave us cold, although not uninspired.



what coming to a museum is all about, I suppose: sitting, looking, reflecting

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