I am life and death. I am east and west. I am so old and so young. I just walked out of the Rubin Museum of Art and I feel like something else.
Located in the Chelsea neighborhood, the Rubin specializes in showcasing pieces from the Himalayas and its surrounding regions. The Rubin introduces to its New York audience a very foreign, seemingly esoteric world of art. (As if the art world so close to home wasn’t esoteric enough, right?) But by virtue of its very existence the museum neatly exemplifies the ‘unity of opposites’ that plays such an important role in Buddhism: the Rubin shows us that we, east and west, are actually one and that there is an endless amount of connections between eastern and western artwork, however opposite they may seem.
So it is interesting, but not surprising at all, that the Rubin is currently hosting an exhibit called Tradition Transformed: Tibetan Artists Respond. The artists within this exhibit outline the tensions as well as the harmony between old and new, east and west. [click to continue….]
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