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Hunter Museum of American Art

I thought it was a shame that I’ve been in Chattanooga so long, and I haven’t been back to the art museum here yet. I went about 6 years ago when we moved my sister here for her first year of college, and I remember loving it. So since I had today off with no other plans, I knew it was time to go.

I started the morning with a chocolate croissant and a fresh cup of coffee from one of the many local coffee shops around town, and I enjoyed the sunshine for a little while before heading inside.

I just thought I’d share a few of my favorite pieces here:

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Around the Clock with Red, Helen Frankenthaler

 

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Ruth Gleaning, Randolph Rogers

 

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Just as the baby’s feet cleared the ground Padfoot leaped into the air and buried his teeth into the feathers of his old enemy, N.C. Wyeth

 

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Slip, Courtney Wynn Cooper
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Beauty

And my mother would say to me, ‘You can’t eat beauty. It doesn’t feed you.’ And those words plagued me and bothered me. I didn’t really understand them until finally I realized that beauty was not a thing I could acquire or consume. It was something that I just had to be. And what my mother meant when she said you can’t eat beauty was that you can’t rely on how you look to sustain you. What does sustain us . . . what is fundamentally beautiful is compassion for yourself and those around you. That kind of beauty inflames the heart and enchants the soul.

-Lupita Nyong’o