We drove out to Pasadena to revisit the fantastic exhibit of prints by Hiroshige at the Norton Simon Museum. One visit wasn’t enough. There’s a whole lot of prints to see and each individual picture of early 19th century Japanese life requires a lot of nose to the glass perusal. The sheer number of geishas, workmen, dancers, pilgrims and holiday makers demands a second viewing — and another viewing in the future as well, and one or two after that.
I was all pumped to write an in-depth appreciation of Utagawa Hiroshige and how the Norts had assembled several entire print series — e.g. Thirty Six Views of Mount Fuji — but fortunately, when I had changed earlier from my blue shirt into my yellow shirt in order to be dressed appropriately for National Mustard Day, I unwittingly left my spy cam in the breast pocket — and as anyone knows, you can’t write a weblog post about an art exhibit without photos. So I’m off the hook. Instead, I can go have a bowl or two of Cap’n Crunch. Museuming makes me hungry.
All I had on me at Nort was my camera phone with which I captured the fuzzy image above, but phone photos don’t count.