The Art of Slowing Down in a
Museum
OCTOBER 9, 2014 / New York Times / http://mobile.nytimes.com/2014/10/12/travel/the-art-of-slowing-down-in-a-museum.html?referrer=&_r=0
Stephanie Rosenbloom
Ah, the Louvre. It’s sublime, it’s
historic, it’s … overwhelming.
Upon entering any vast art museum — the
Hermitage, the British Museum, the Metropolitan Museum of Art — the typical
traveler grabs a map and spends the next two hours darting from one masterpiece
to the next, battling crowds, exhaustion and hunger (yet never failing to take
selfies with boldface names like Mona Lisa).
What if we slowed down? What if we spent
time with the painting that draws us in instead of the painting we think we’re
supposed to see?
Most people want to enjoy a museum, not
conquer it. Yet the average visitor spends 15 to 30 seconds in front of a work
of art, according to museum researchers. And the breathless pace of life in our
Instagram age conspires to make that feel normal. But what’s a traveler with a
long bucket list to do? Blow off the Venus de Milo to linger over a less
popular lady like Diana of Versailles?
“When you go to the library,” said
James O.
Pawelski, the director of education for the Positive Psychology Center at the
University of Pennsylvania, “you don’t walk along the shelves looking at the
spines of the books and on your way out tweet to your friends, ‘I read 100
books today!'” Yet that’s essentially how many people experience a museum.
“They see as much of art as you see spines on books,” said Professor Pawelski,
who studies connections between positive psychology and the humanities. “You
can’t really see a painting as you’re walking by it.”
There is no right way to experience a
museum, of course. Some travelers enjoy touring at a clip or snapping photos of
timeless masterpieces. But psychologists and philosophers such as Professor
Pawelski say that if you do choose to slow down — to find a piece of art that
speaks to you and observe it for minutes rather than seconds — you are more
likely to connect with the art, the person with whom you’re touring the
galleries, maybe even yourself, he said. Why, you just might emerge feeling
refreshed and inspired rather than depleted.
To demonstrate this, Professor Pawelski
takes his students to the Barnes Foundation in Philadelphia , home to some of the most
important Post Impressionist and early modern paintings, and asks them to spend
at least 20 minutes in front of a single painting that speaks to them in some
way. Twenty minutes these days is what three hours used to be, he noted. “But
what happens, of course, is you actually begin to be able to see what you’re
looking at,” he said.
Julie Haizlip wasn’t so sure. A scientist
and self-described left-brain thinker, Dr. Haizlip is a clinical professor at
the School of Nursing
and the Division of Pediatric Critical Care at the University of Virginia .
While studying at Penn she was among the students Professor Pawelski took to
the Barnes one afternoon in March
“I have to admit I was a bit skeptical,”
said Dr. Haizlip, who had never spent 20 minutes looking at a work of art and
prefers Keith Haring, Andy Warhol and Jackson Pollock to Matisse, Rousseau and
Picasso, whose works adorn the Barnes.
Any museumgoer can do what Professor
Pawelski asks students such as Dr. Haizlip to do: Pick a wing and begin by
wandering for a while, mentally noting which works are appealing or stand out.
Then return to one that beckons. For instance, if you have an hour he suggests
wandering for 30 minutes, and then spending the next half-hour with a single
compelling painting. Choose what resonates with you, not what’s most famous
(unless the latter strikes a chord).
Indeed, a number of museums now offer “slow
art” tours or days that encourage visitors to take their time. Rather than
check master works off a list as if on a scavenger hunt, Sandra Jackson-Dumont,
who oversees the education programs at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York , said you can
make a sprawling museum digestible and personal by seeking out only those works
that dovetail with your interests, be it a love of music or horses. To find
relevant works or galleries, research the museum’s collection online in advance
of your visit. Or stop by the information desk when you arrive, tell a staff
member about your fascination with, say, music, and ask for suggestions. If the
person doesn’t know or says, “we don’t have that,” ask if there’s someone else
you can talk to, advised Ms. Jackson-Dumont, because major museums are rife
with specialists. Might you miss some other works by narrowing your focus?
Perhaps. But as Professor Pawelski put it, sometimes you get more for the price
of admission by opting to see less.
Initially, nothing in the Barnes grabbed
Dr. Haizlip. Then she spotted a beautiful, melancholy woman with red hair like
her own. It was Toulouse-Lautrec’s painting of a prostitute, “AMontrouge” —
Rosa La Rouge.
“I was trying to figure out why she had
such a severe look on her face,” said Dr. Haizlip. As the minutes passed, Dr.
Haizlip found herself mentally writing the woman’s story, imagining that she
felt trapped and unhappy — yet determined. Over her shoulder, Toulouse-Lautrec
had painted a window. “There’s an escape,” Dr. Haizlip thought. “You just have
to turn around and see it.”
“I was actually projecting a lot of me and
what was going on in my life at that moment into that painting,” she continued.
“It ended up being a moment of self-discovery.” Trained as a pediatric
intensive-care specialist, Dr. Haizlip was looking for some kind of change but
wasn’t sure what. Three months after her encounter with the painting, she
changed her practice, accepting a teaching position at the University of Virginia ’s
School of Nursing , where she is now using positive
psychology in health care teams. “There really was a window behind me that I
don’t know I would have seen,” she said, “had I not started looking at things
differently.”
Professor Pawelski said it’s still a
mystery why viewing art in this deliberately contemplative manner can increase
well-being or what he calls flourishing. That’s what his research is trying to
uncover. He theorized, however, that there is a connection to research on
meditation and its beneficial biological effects. In a museum, though, you’re not
just focusing on your breath, he said. “You’re focusing on the work of art.”
Previous research, including a study led by
Stephen Kaplan at the University
of Michigan , has already
suggested that museums can serve as restorative environments. And Daniel Fujiwara
at the London School of Economics and Political Science has found that visiting
museums can have a positive impact on happiness and self-reported health.
Ms. Jackson-Dumont, who has also worked at
the Seattle Art Museum, the Studio Museum in Harlem and the Whitney Museum of
American Art, said travelers should feel empowered to “curate” their own
experience. Say, for example, you do not like hearing chatter when you look at
art. Ms. Jackson-Dumont suggests making your own soundtrack at home and taking
headphones to the museum so that you can stroll the galleries accompanied by
music. “I think people feel they have to behave a certain way in a museum,” she
said. “You can actually be you.”
To that end, many museums are encouraging
visitors to take selfies with the art and post them on social media. (In case
you missed it, Jan. 22 was worldwide "MuseumSelfie" day with visitors
sharing their best work on Twitter using an eponymous hashtag.) Selfie-takers
often pose like the subject of the painting or sculpture behind them. To some
visitors that seems crass, distracting or antithetical to contemplation. But
surprisingly, Ms. Jackson-Dumont has observed that when museumgoers strike an
art-inspired pose, it not only creates camaraderie among onlookers but it gives
the selfie-takers a new appreciation for the art. In fact, taking on the pose
of a sculpture, for example, is something the Met does with visitors who are blind
or partially sighted because “feeling the pose” can allow them to better
understand the work.
There will always be certain paintings or
monuments that travelers feel they must see, regardless of crowds or lack of
time. To winnow the list, Ms. Jackson-Dumont suggests asking yourself: What are
the things that, if I do not see them, will leave me feeling as if I didn’t
have a New York
(or any other city) experience? (Museum tours may also help you be efficient.)
The next time you step into a vast treasure
trove of art and history, allow yourself to be carried away by your interests
and instincts. You never know where they might lead you. Before leaving the
Barnes on that March afternoon, Dr. Haizlip had another unexpected moment: She
bought a print of the haunting Toulouse-Lautrec woman.
“I felt like she had more to tell me,” she
said.
PARIS — Spending an idle morning watching people look at art is hardly a
scientific experiment, but it rekindles a perennial question: What exactly are
we looking for when we roam as tourists around museums? As with so many things
right in front of us, the answer may be no less useful for being familiar.
Stephanie Rosenbloom is The Getaway
columnist for the Travel section. Previously, she was a New York Times staff
reporter for Style where she wrote about American social trends including
fashion, technology and love in a digital age. Prior to that she was the
retailing reporter for Business Day, where she wrote about money and happiness
and covered companies like Walmart, Saks and Macy’s during the financial crisis
of 2008.
She appears regularly in New York Times
videos and is a featured writer in “The New York Times, 36 Hours: 150 Weekends
in the USA & Canada ” (Taschen, 2011) and “The New York Times
Practical Guide to Practically Everything” (St. Martin ’s
Press, 2006)
At Louvre, Many
Stop to Snap but Few Stay to Focus
By MICHAEL KIMMELMAN
Published: August 2, 2009 / http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/03/arts/design/03abroad.html
At the Louvre the other day, in the
Pavillon des Sessions, two young women in flowered dresses meandered through
the gallery. They paused and circled around a few sculptures. They took their
time. They looked slowly.
The pavilion puts some 100 immaculate
objects from outside Europe on permanent view
in a ground floor suite of cool, silent galleries at one end of the museum.
Feathered masks from Alaska , ancient bowls
from the Philippines ,
Mayan stone portraits and the most amazing Zulu spoon carved from wood in the
abstracted S-shape of a slender young woman take no back seat, aesthetically
speaking, to the great Titians and Chardins upstairs.
The young women were unusual for stopping.
Most of the museum’s visitors passed through the gallery oblivious.
A few game tourists glanced vainly in
guidebooks or hopefully at wall labels, as if learning that one or another of
these sculptures came from Papua New Guinea or Hawaii or the Archipelago of
Santa Cruz, or that a work was three centuries old or maybe four might help
them see what was, plain as day, just before them.
Almost nobody, over the course of that hour
or two, paused before any object for as long as a full minute. Only a
17th-century wood sculpture of a copulating couple, from San Cristobal in the
Solomon Islands, placed near an exit, caused several tourists to point, smile
and snap a photo, but without really breaking stride.
Visiting museums has always been about
self-improvement. Partly we seem to go to them to find something we already
recognize, something that gives us our bearings: think of the scrum of tourists
invariably gathered around the Mona Lisa. At one time a highly educated
Westerner read perhaps 100 books, all of them closely. Today we read hundreds
of books, or maybe none, but rarely any with the same intensity. Travelers who
took the Grand Tour across Europe during the 18th century spent months and
years learning languages, meeting politicians, philosophers and artists and
bore sketchbooks in which to draw and paint — to record their memories and help
them see better.
Cameras replaced sketching by the last
century; convenience trumped engagement, the viewfinder afforded emotional
distance and many people no longer felt the same urgency to look. It became
possible to imagine that because a reproduction of an image was safely
squirreled away in a camera or cell phone, or because it was eternally
available on the Web, dawdling before an original was a waste of time,
especially with so much ground to cover.
We could dream about covering lots of
ground thanks to expanding collections and faster means of transportation. At
the same time, the canon of art that provided guideposts to tell people where
to go and what to look at was gradually dismantled. A core of shared values
yielded to an equality among visual materials. This was good and necessary, up
to a point. Millions of images came to compete for our attention. Liberated by
a proliferation, Western culture was also set adrift in an ocean of passing
stimulation, with no anchors to secure it.
So tourists now wander through museums,
seeking to fulfill their lifetime’s art history requirement in a day, wondering
whether it may now be the quantity of material they pass by rather than the
quality of concentration they bring to what few things they choose to focus
upon that determines whether they have “done” the Louvre. It’s self-improvement
on the fly.
The art historian T. J. Clark, who during
the 1970s and ’80s pioneered a kind of analysis that rejected old-school
connoisseurship in favor of art in the context of social and political affairs,
has lately written a book about devoting several months of his time to looking
intently at two paintings by Poussin. Slow looking, like slow cooking, may yet
become the new radical chic.
Until then we grapple with our impatience
and cultural cornucopia. Recently, I bought a couple of sketchbooks to draw
with my 10-year-old in St. Peter’s and elsewhere around Rome, just for the fun
of it, not because we’re any good, but to help us look more slowly and
carefully at what we found. Crowds occasionally gathered around us as if we
were doing something totally strange and novel, as opposed to something normal,
which sketching used to be. I almost hesitate to mention our sketching. It
seems pretentious and old-fogeyish in a cultural moment when we can too easily
feel uncomfortable and almost ashamed just to look hard.
Artists fortunately remind us that there’s
in fact no single, correct way to look at any work of art, save for with an
open mind and patience. If you have ever gone to a museum with a good artist
you probably discovered that they don’t worry so much about what art history
books or wall labels tell them is right or wrong, because they’re selfish
consumers, freed to look by their own interests.
Back to those two young women at the
Louvre: aspiring artists or merely curious, they didn’t plant themselves
forever in front of the sculptures but they stopped just long enough to laugh
and cluck and stare, and they skipped the wall labels until afterward.
They looked, in other words. And they
seemed to have a very good time.
Leaving, they caught sight of a sculptured
effigy from Papua New Guinea
with a feathered nose, which appeared, by virtue of its wide eyes and open
hands positioned on either side of its head, as if it were taunting them.
They thought for a moment. “Nyah-nyah,”
they said in unison. Then blew him a raspberry.
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