Inverleith House in the Royal Botanic Gardens is hosting an exhibition of JoanMitchell art work till October. Mitchell's work is lauded in all the reviews I've read; most describing her as a top notch abstract impressionist and expressing surprise that this is the first solo British exhibition of her work.
I rarely see impressionist art, abstract or otherwise, therefore, I can only state that my viewing of her work is that of a novice, completely untutored in interpreting art. This no doubt is why I found it a difficult exhibition as it took a few goes round before any of it began to mean anything to me and for me to move on from my first thoughts. Rather negatively, I was assailed by a feeling that this type of work is what is usually derided as childish, a complete con, waste of money and so forth that I have grown up hearing from others equally untutored in viewing modern art.
However, I have always believed that there must be something of value in this type of art, so I kept looking, hoping to see what all the excitement is about. it took a bit of time, but I slowly began to appreciate some of the work, and one did stand out for me. I have no idea why, and I suspect abstract impressionism will never be a favourite.
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