September 1st, 2012 – by: poorogies
If you were sitting in Detroit, what would you think about?
After cancelling our original flights to Detroit back in June because of the fire in our backyard, we rescheduled a homecoming over Labor Day weekend. The original intent was to take the camera back to a few old haunts to document a brief history with pictures. Since the rescheduled trip was much shorter, I had to cut to the chase and hit the one place I hadn't seen in 20 years: The Detroit Institute of Arts. Self-proclaimed top-sixth collection in the United States, the DIA has aged gracefully in my mind's eye and perpetuated my facination with this magnanimous marble building.
I ended up flipping through my old Gardner's Art Through the Ages book just to jog my memory on a few pieces I might come across and there were too many to count. Everything from Rodin's The Thinker contemplating the meaninging of 42 on Woodward Avenue to the wooden statues of monks that would eventually appear in the credits of Monty Python flicks. It was interesting to return to my first art museum and see things I had breezed past before arrest my attentions now. I was sad to realize I had only a half-hour to spend in the modern art area before the museum closed. In the end I had spent a total of three hours taking in the wonders of the DIA and realized I could probably be in there for days and still not get enough of the place.