William Eggleston in His Music Room, Alec Sloth, 2000 This was one of my favorite new pieces from my Sunday visit to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I relate to it for what I think are obvious reasons. I found it reassuring to see a “real” musician recording in the midst of his ordinary living space. Not in an isolated recording studio somewhere, nor in a set aside studio space within his home, Eggleston is captured working amidst the clutter and ordinariness of domestic life. The photo is a good reminder that creative work doesn’t require a particularly elaborate workspace or even isolation. One less thing to offer an excuse for why you aren’t writing, recording, painting, photographing, or whatever else it is you should be doing. For more on the painting, visit its entry on the Minneapolis Institute of Arts’ website
William Eggleston in His Music Room, Alec Sloth, 2000
This was one of my favorite new pieces from my Sunday visit to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I relate to it for what I think are obvious reasons.
I found it reassuring to see a “real” musician recording in the midst of his ordinary living space. Not in an isolated recording studio somewhere, nor in a set aside studio space within his home, Eggleston is captured working amidst the clutter and ordinariness of domestic life. The photo is a good reminder that creative work doesn’t require a particularly elaborate workspace or even isolation.
One less thing to offer an excuse for why you aren’t writing, recording, painting, photographing, or whatever else it is you should be doing.
For more on the painting, visit its entry on the Minneapolis Institute of Arts’ website