In Michael Pollan's A Place of My Own, he spends a good bit of time addressing both frames and windows. And one of his central points is that the right window allows you to view things as never before. When I took my mother to the Ogunquit Museum of American Art, I knew I would see lovely works of art in the museum. And we did. (No photographs allowed, so you will just have to check out their website or the museum instead!)
But what we didn't anticipate was the beauty of their outdoor sculpture gardens. In grey weather the early summer flowers popped in shades of fuchsia and chartreuse. Roses exploded over puddles and artwork lay around the corners. What enchanted us the most, though, was what lay right through the doors of the museum. At one end full windows opened up to a spectacular framed view of the Atlantic, crashing down on the granite rocks of Maine. And, better still, the rain halted long enough for us to go outside and to watch the natural art unfold.
The Ogunquit Museum of American Art, 543 Shore Road, Ogunquit, Maine