Postcards from Paris: {HIGH Museum and Home Settings}

I look at Atlanta in comparison to Savannah, as the tragic sister city. The grander one in size which was burned down by Sherman.
It lacked the aesthetic Savannah had. The grid-planned city lined with pretty oak trees and palms carrying armloads of Spanish moss. Presented as a gift to Lincoln, Savannah was preserved, while Atlanta fell tragically to fumes. There are plenty of changes that have occurred since. Atlanta rebuilt itself. Georgia's capital, home of the 1996 Summer Olympics, and of course Coca-Cola.
Throughout high school, I loved going to the HIGH Museum. There was some cultural power in saying that I would be spending my Saturday afternoon in Midtown and going to the HIGH museum to see whichever new temporary exhibition was up. Even after spending time in some of the most well-known museums in the world, I still find satisfaction in each floor that Richard Meier has designed, hosting such pieces from Andy Warhol, Chuck Close, Monet, and Rothko.
This recent trip I felt particulary drawn to the furniture set-ups. Sometimes a simply designed chair with a complimentary painting hanging off to the side makes the perfect artistic statement.

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