If you’re in L.A. it’s worth a trip to LACMA to check out their small but engrossing exhibit of Henri Matisse’s last commissioned work, La Gerbe…
As I was reading Frances Brody’s typed.mailed. letter about the acquisition of La Gerbe many thoughts many, many thoughts floated through my head
“I’d like to live in Nice…no, Biarritz.
This sort of reminds me of Etsy.
I love this room. I want this room.
There is no T.V. in this room.
There is no T.V. in this room.
No smart phones either, how did they listen to music?
If I were to instagram this room “Just installed the Matisse on our patio. #amazballs #indooroutdoorliving #france->LAbiatch”
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I guess L.A. does have culture.
People don’t write letters anymore.
Will there be no record of our civilization past 1999?
Backstreets back.
Backstreets back.
Why are we no longer producing anything REAL.
Nothing is tangible. Everything sucks.
O.K. enough museum.
I’m going to the food trucks now. “
I’m going to the food trucks now. “