I am an artist and have been a member of the Denver Art Museum for 40 years. I feel devastated. After less than two minutes on the fourth floor of the new Hamilton wing, I had to leave. Art is visual, and the visual disorientation of the walls made me so nauseated and dizzy I could not enjoy the fabulous art, no matter how hard I tried.
"Hubris" is the word that comes to mind whenever I recall my experience. It is more important for some to show off the Hamilton shell than for everyone to enjoy the art housed within that shell.
At least now I know what it feels like to have a handicap that excludes me from a public building and a huge part of my life as an artist.
Candis Cebula, Golden
Monday, October 16, 2006
This, a letter to the editor from this Sunday's Denver Post: