Joseph Hirschhorn (uranium mining magnate and ravenous art collector) and his wife Olga Zatorsky hung out with Lady Bird and then-Pres LBJ. You didn't know how to spell their last name. The extra "h" threw you off.
Shaking hands at the museum's groundbreaking, 1969.
It's next to the Castle. Here I am feebly trying to capture the rose gardens on the way.
Walking around the side on my way to the sculpture garden. Those enormous pipes are suspended in the air with wire tension alone. It rises about 20 meters from the ground, past the roof of the building.
Yoko Ono's The Wish Tree for Washington, DC, 2007. You're asked to whisper something to the tree. There's a path so you can get up near it and aim for its ear. No, I can't tell you, or it won't come true.
One of Aristide Maillol's Three Nymphs.
Rodin's Crouching Woman
You can see how the garden is sunk into the Mall. Across the street is the main museum (left, in the trees), and the Castle, with Mark di Suvero's massive red steel construction guarding the walls.
The business end of that gold ball in the previous pic. Arnaldo Pomodoro (Arnold Tomato?)'s amazing gear-ey bronze, Sphere no. 6 ( Sphere Within a Sphere).
Henry Moore's Reclining Figure from one end of the fountain pond...
and from the other end. She changed a bit along the way.
20 years ago, this used to be David Smith's own little corner (see cubist polished stainless steel piece two pics up). Now it's Miro's. With the museum behind. Next, what it looked like inside.
