So last week my parents were in town and we drove to Bennington, Vermont. The drive was lovely, even though the leaves weren't quite turning. We went to the Bennington Museum, which features several paintings by Grandma Moses.
I'm kind of baffled by Grandma Moses. Her paintings have a certain charm, but I also think that a lot of her paintings look like they were done by a five-year-old. The faces on all her subjects are just two dots and a little smiley face. She was pretty good with color and evoking a certain era and, bless her heart, she started painting when she was in her late seventies, but I don't know if that warrants her being famous and having a painting in the White House. She doesn't seem to have a clue about perspective. I'd love to hear what others think of her work; you're welcome to offer a rebuttal.
Anyway, we spent all our money seeing the Grandma Moses stuff so we didn't have enough cash to go inside the place I really would have liked to see: Robert Frost's house. Oh well, maybe next time.