Today I had to make a difficult decision. I know it was the right one, but that doesn't mean it was easy. In order to calm my shaky nerves, I spent the evening enjoying extended hours at the Phillips Collection. And also sneaking semi-inadvertedly into the members-only early preview of the new Degas exhibit. No matter how often I see various collections of the Degas ballerinas, I never get tired of them. Brilliant brilliant brilliant.
I also fell in love with this painting:
Morris Louis, Seal, 1959