I hadn’t visited the Everson Museum is two score years; since the wild-n-wooly heyday of Director Jim Harithas’ reign in the early 70s.
The wonderful physical structure by I.M. Pei still looks muscular and new but the mood inside has devolved from a haven for the avant-garde to a staid venue for old fogey exhibits.
From a Yoko Ono shock-fest retrospective in October 1971 to the show I saw in June titled “An American Look: Fashion, Decorative Arts & Gustav Stickley” are worlds apart aesthetically and sums up the changes the Everson has gone through philosophically.
We’ve all gotten older, but Everson’s switch to the staid depresses me.
That said, it does have a comprehensive and topnotch ceramics collection. Well worth seeing.
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