art
Be it Old Masters or local craftsmen, where there's art, there's travel.
Color Factory: Bright or Dull?
Recently, my mother and I took a weekend trip to New York City. Unsure of what to do once we'd gone through the usual touristy adventures of Madame Tussaud's, Broadway, and Times Square, we went to trusty Maps on our phones and searched "Travel." Hotels, restaurants, and landmarks bombarded the screen (I mean, hello, it's NYC). But scrolling through, I found Color Factory listed and almost lost it! I couldn't believe I had forgotten to check out Color Factory. Trying to explain it to my mom, she didn't seem overly convinced that it would be worth the time and money, but what mother can resist her daughter when she's basically begging to go learn about art?
By Kristen Barenthaler7 years ago in Wander
The Art of London
I enjoy exploring a range of different galleries and exhibitions both in and outside of London, so choosing an exhibition for this essay proved difficult. I am influenced by many styles and artists who all differ greatly from each other. However, their uniqueness is what interests me. Recently, I have been to the Saatchi Gallery, Tate Britain, and Tate Modern. All of these galleries had beautiful displays and in this essay I will be reviewing my favourite exhibitions and artists from what I saw.
By Alex Barrett8 years ago in Wander
Masterpieces
I can’t stop thinking about masterpieces. I remember slowly approaching Michaelangelo’s David in Florence. As I walked, I saw massive blocks of marble with unfinished sculptures of men seeming to climb out of them. These almost-sculptures lined the walls of the hallway that led to the circular room housing one of the greatest, if not the most revered, sculpture of all time. I looked up to see David, bathed in light from the windowed dome above, ethereal and magnificent. Every curve, every edge was unspeakably beautiful. His hands were strong and sturdy. His eyes were knowing and brooding. His stance was powerful and confident. Looking back on this moment in my life, I wish I had thought more. I wish I had known more. I was just a young girl with dark hair in a mauve dress, flitting through life with a childlike lack of awareness. I was more concerned with my own beauty than that of the world around me. If I could go back at this point in my life, I would sit with David for hours. I would draw him, trying to capture my own perspective. I would write about him as I am now.
By Elena Silverman8 years ago in Wander
Largest Art Museums in America
If you are a huge art fan and want to fully experience beauty and history, then you should see the largest art museums in America. It is true how you should spend money on experiences and not things. These museums are guaranteed to surprise you based on their size and gorgeous paintings. When visiting these museums you can see some of the most well-known paintings in history and gain a greater love for art. Whether you're on vacation or live in one of these locations you should see these marvelous art museums, especially if you love history.
By Rhonda Taylor9 years ago in Wander
Trip to the Museum of Fine Arts Boston
Since 2017 is the fiftieth anniversary of 1967’s Summer of Love, The Museum of Fine Arts is showing an exhibition on this seminal moment in American pop culture. Mom and I are eager to go see it after falling in love with the work of artist Peter Max during our cruise.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Wander
The Legend of the Blue City. Chefchaouen, Morocco.
It was yet another hot afternoon in Chefchaouen. I had walked through the desert, all the way from Tangier in search for some peace. Wanted to leave the shore behind and the Mediterranean with it. The sea reminded me of his eyes, those immensely blue always questioning eyes. I loved them so much, but I had to forget them, to rip their memory out of myself. But I couldn’t do that so well, so I decided to try and hate them. But that didn’t really work either – it’s impossible to hate something that doesn’t exist anymore.
By Oana Petrache9 years ago in Wander
Tokyo
Right before I had decided to live in the highest skyscraper in Boulder, Colorado I had signed up for the CIEE Program. I saw studying abroad as one choice only and that was to re-visit Japan. If I went it would be my second time to visit the country and so maybe I chose the location as it seemed less scary and intimidating. Perhaps I picked the location out of curiosity of where my ancestors had lived. The trip had already been laid down in my life path in fact, as I did go to Tokyo and that did happen.
By Sound And The Messenger9 years ago in Wander











