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Gabriele Münter: Contours of a World
exhibition at the Guggenheim Museum, New Yorkpaintings
photography
It was February 5, 2026, the day before my birthday. It was a beautiful snowy and sunny day; my plans for the day got canceled the moment I had already left the house. I didn’t feel like going back, but I didn’t want to make any complex plans either, so I decided to take a walk through Central Park like a typical New Yorker.
Walking along the Jacqueline Kennedy Reservoir, I watched squirrels running along the bare branches of trees, looking at me with curiosity, and me at them. Following one of the squirrels with my eyes, my gaze stopped on the peculiar and alluring building of the Guggenheim Museum.
1071 Fifth Avenue New York
The first stop was not the museum, but the Church of the Heavenly Rest — I can’t say that I belong to any religion, but nevertheless, I like visiting temples and discovering new facets of society, culture, and architecture through them, coupled with positive vibrations — so, my five-minute stop in this particular church was no exception.
1085 Fifth Avenue New York
I can’t say that I am an art expert, but that is not required. I believe that all art that is capable of evoking emotions and feelings is art — Gabriele, it seems, touched my heart and left her bright, colorful mark on it. I moved from painting to painting, sinking into these feelings deeper and deeper.
I like it when art is created not for the sake of art, when a painting/art is a continuation of life, when art is a kind of time capsule. I like looking at characters living their usual lives, their habitats — for me, it's akin to peeking through a keyhole, akin to plunging into a parallel reality and seeing thoughts (as if it's something floating in the atmosphere, as if it's a reading of the vibe and the inner space of the paintings). Gabriele uses very saturated colors, but at the same time, they do not cause any rejection, but on the contrary, attract with their naturalness and depth.
And after the museum, I stopped by Bluestone Lane coffee shop, drank a wonderful coffee, filled out the postcards I bought, and ate a chicken sandwich, after which I walked for groceries and home.
elena volkova