Dale Chihuly's 1996 St. Louis Exhibit

Gina and I went to Art Museum today to see the Dale Chihuly Exhibit. His art was now being displayed at the museum and from what I could see from the advertisements; it was to be considered an interesting excursion. Before viewing the pieces first-hand, there was a twenty minute show, explaining how the art is formed, and where the studio was located (in Seattle).


After the show, we walked into the first room, which contained large vessels. They were brightly colored glass blown objects, resembling big bowls of various odd shapes. The strategic way the ceiling spot lights were situated gave the illusion that the glass works themselves were giving off the glow of light from within the objects. A chandelier hung in each of the next two rooms. One has been designated to remain in the art museum after the showing has ended. But, my favorite room was an easy choice and one I will gladly describe in detail for you.


As I stepped into the man-made fantasy room, my eyes caught sight of the black I-beams structures, strategically located to support a clear glass ceiling, which itself held the most colorful display of objects overhead. The floor had a simple white canvas like finish. What quickly caught my eye was the array of colors projecting from atop the glass ceiling to produce a piece of art within itself reflecting onto the floor. Only the tip of the iceberg though I felt, as I slowly strolled beneath the display. I kept my head turned upright, observing the exhibit in its entirety.


When I did glance down on one occasion, my eyes beheld a mother holding her child. What fanaticism! A mother had rocked her baby to sleep in the calm of the setting.


At another glance I noticed a child laying on the floor as if he were contemplating the stars, but instead, he was contemplating the design of the objects above him and putting his own tales to each sparkling piece.


I felt as if I were in a calm suspension, somewhat like that of being under the water in the ocean, watching the beauty glisten from the sun's light above as it reflected beneath the water's edge. It was a beautiful display of art and I was grateful to be able to feel the vibrations from its beauty. It was the greatest of fanaticism I have yet to witness. What a trip!