Moved

Thursday, March 31, 2011

This evening, it was beautiful outside, so we took a walk as a family to BYU campus and decided to visit the Carl Bloch exhibit in the Museum of Art. We had three small children with us, and Matt, Jammer, and Ladybug had been to see it already, so we weren't planning on staying long. We went because I remembered it last-minute and wanted to go, but I was in no way prepared for what I was about to see.

The second I stepped into the first room, I was filled with awe. I could not believe how wonderful each of the paintings was, or how much emotion was in them. This man had a gift for using color and other techniques to make the pictures jump out of the frame and go straight to your heart. I stared at each picture as long as I could, as Matt and the stroller full of children drove me along. I was only there for a few minutes; if I had been there alone, I might have stayed for hours. This simple experience really touched me and gave me an opportunity to really think about and draw closer to my Savior. There is no doubt in my mind that Carl Bloch was inspired in his work. I am grateful for the passing thoughts I had to visit BYU campus and then to visit the MOA today.