We hit the big time
A few years ago, Gail and I bought a picture at Art Basel Miami, a photo of Havana taken through the windshield of a 1951 Plymouth loving maintained by one Alberto Rojas.
Today, we visited the Getty Center. They had an exhibition of photography about Cuba. And there, big as life on the Getty walls, was our photo.
I got a picture of it, and almost got thrown out in the process.
The Getty is an astonishing, amazing, impressive place. We only saw a small part of it today, and will have to go back. It’s cheap, too. In fact, it’s free. Parking is $15, but there is no admission charge and people come by bus or foot or bicycle.
Photography is permitted in the permanent collections, but not in the temporary shows which have works borrowed from other venues with varying rules.
I found an interview with Alex Harris, shot in the gallery right in front of what I think is his finest photograph:
We have wanted to see this museum for as long as it has been here, and finally made it today. We waited too long, I should think. The Getty is an incredible public resource, and should be visited early and often. It’s worth a special trip to LA.