i have spent my lunch hour in the gallery ...
I have seen an exhibit of photographs by Annie Leibovitz,
not quite her portraits but rather her personal photojournal of things and places she found interesting and inspiring in her career. Somehow the one i remember the most is the river in which Virginia Wolf drowned (muddy gray ripples, feels cold just looking at it), and dark room of Ansel Adams in his home in California, full of improvements of his own design. I am very thankful that my office is in walking distance from that place, makes my days much more interesting.
The orchid was blooming in the museum atrium and the sculpture was just outside,
now, when i see them next to each other, they kind of look alike ;)
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