How has art or music awakened a memory, emotion, or even a dream you didn’t expect?
“But if you’re talking about fine art work, then I think you have to ask yourself some pretty deep questions about why it is you want to take pictures and what it is you want to say.” (Leonard Nimoy)
Most of our visits on this road trip have been built around on site observations of landscapes, restaurants and historic landmarks. However, our recent stay in Cleveland, Ohio aroused something more deeply reflective of fine arts genius. Know then at the Cleveland Museum of Art, the works of Edouard Manet and Berthe Morison, exhibited the light touch of French Impressionism, which seemed to invite quiet contemplation of natural surroundings beyond words. One day later at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, a completely different artistic language resonated at a new exhibit of Paul McCartney’s Wings years, with a louder sound, strong nostalgic feel and the high energy of rock n’ roll.
How desirable I imagined then it would become to experience such in “the moment” scenes of casual outdoor leisure that Morisot and Manet portrayed in their Impressionistic paintings.of late 19th century France. Would today’s Paris in a similar fashion thus become a desirable place for us to relocate in the future? With regard to Wings’ McCartney, I also envisioned how to best relive those exuberant times in my twenties when the rock scene meant so much to me as a live concert participant and band performer myself.? Was there truly a “Fountain of Youth” in replaying again McCartney’s Wings classics?
Thus both of these Cleveland experiences shared something important for me to ponder in real life. For whether through Impressionistic paintbrush whispers or guitar riff shouts, I was reminded how experiencing creative expression remains one of the most enduring ways of helping me feel more deeply alive at home and in travel.
Snippets of a Traveling Mind 
Both were a fun time spent. I noticed at both the Art Museum and the Rock Hall that all people were enjoying themselves. Listening to the music and gazing at the beautiful paintings. Smiles on their faces! Sharing their experience with each other. Nothing better than the Arts and yet here in the US it is the first thing that is cut in public education. Very said.
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