I just saw e-mail announcing today’s offerings from the 20×200 project. This photograph by Joseph O. Holmes just kills me:
It’s called “amnh #62″ and was taken in a New York museum, I believe.
At this point I do not have room for more art so I will not buy a print. But maybe I wouldn’t anyway; maybe it’s too intense for the house. This photo tears me apart. The gazelle gazing out of the mural at the father holding his child– the child looking at the birds at the water’s edge– the feeling of intense separation between nature and the observer, observer in blackness, animals and nature in bright light– the reminder that I will probably never go to a place where I will see things like this in person– oh. It’s sad.
(I’ve got the wanderlust.)
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this looks like the museum of natural history in NYC. if it is, then what is weirder is that it’s not just a mural, it’s a glass box with a mural at back and dead stuffed animals in it. a throwback from a time when killing and stuffing an animal was an appropriate way to “appreciate nature.” it’s a totally amazing museum though, the dead animals area being really skin-crawley.
I actually think I’ve been there before, but I only visited NYC once, and it was during my freshman year from which almost all of my memories are missing (ALIEN ABDUCTION), so…
It is strange to think about stuffed animals being thought of as super-nature-y. I think that was before the time when the big national parks push happened and people realized they could get in their cars and drive and see the animals in person, if they had enough money. (Oh yeah, and shoot their own, too.)
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