While the Cat's Away

You know the rest.  School is now in session and I am making more effort to expand my horizons beyond the Dorotheum auction and the grocery store (the sore subject of a future post).  I hope to spend time visiting places that I know the rest of the clan would have little interest in and patience for.

Although today was supposed to be about laundry, it ended up being about Linda McCartney.  A couple of weeks ago, I spied this sign in the park.  Interested mainly because I remembered Linda McCartney as a talented photographer who had a connection to Tucson, Arizona-she attended the
U of A and sadly succumbed to cancer at her Tucson ranch home in 1998.  I put the exhibit on my list of things to do.

This morning, I set off in search of Linda.  Google maps does not always send you on the scenic tour and this route under and along the train track was downright spooky, thank goodness for daylight.

The exhibit is actually at the Museum Hundertwasser which is a converted Thonet furniture factory and  part of Kunst Haus Wien, a series of locations celebrating the vision, life and work of Austrian artist/graphic designer/ecological activist, Friedensreich Hundertwasser (1928-2000).  Two floors are a retrospective exhibit of his career and I'm looking forward to learning more about his work.

The Linda McCartney exhibit covered the remaining two floors and contains some of her incredible rock portraiture from the 1960s.  She was the first female to have a photograph on the cover of Rolling Stone.  Check your 1968 collection, yard sales and estate sales-Linda's work resulted in this cover of Eric Clapton (taken from the internet).  eBay auctions are completing at about $110.00 for this one.

It was also an intimate exhibit, her personal photography of family, self, animals and social commentary was very moving.  A film featuring her 1968 photos of the Grateful Dead brought her subjects to life in time, space and movement.  Finally, there was about an hour long documentary rolling about her life and photography.  Filmed in NYC, the backdrop of the World Trade Center brought tears to the eyes of some in the audience, mine included.  Linda McCartney was only 56 when she died.

It was shortly (like a nanosecond) after I bought my ticket and discovered Hundertwasser that I realized for only 11 Euros more, I could buy an annual pass to return and spend more time with the Hundertwasser collection and any future temporary collections.  Hah!   When I nicely asked at the desk if it was possible to count my current ticket toward the purchase of an annual pass, I was dismissed as if I were a misbehaving child with a wave of the hand and a single word "history".  Luckily, I found a nearby spot to cool off and reflect on the beauty of Linda McCartney's life and talent.