I walked through the Fiber Sculpture Exhibit at the Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston, with a knowing smile. I had never seen any of the pieces in the exhibit and had only heard of one of the artists. And yet, I felt like I was walking into a very familiar place. Like I knew the work personally, or that it was so familiar somehow, that it was just good to see. I guess I was surrounded by my tribe…. and it felt really good.
I didn’t think to take note of the titles and artists, ( I just forgot) but I did take some photos so you can see a bit of what I saw.