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Sacred Gifts

By pure luck, our family was able to begin the Christmas season in one of the best ways I can think of.  In October, we got tickets to see "Sacred Gifts" at the BYU Museum of Art.  Our tickets just happened to be for November 29, which was Black Friday.  So we took our family out to eat (a Black Friday tradition) and then we went to the exhibit.  I think my children generally liked it, especially with the Ipads we rented at the exhibit which gave additional information.  My husband and I really enjoyed it and hope to go back without them sometime.  We weren't allowed to take pictures in the exhibit but here are some I got online:


The exhibit featured works from three European artists:  Carl Bloch, Heinrich Hofmann, and Frans Schwartz.  They were late 19th century artists specializing in religious paintings, particularly paintings of Christ.  This quote, taken from the website says, "Most of these works have never before been on view in the United States, and are being loaned to the BYU Museum of Art under extraordinary circumstances from churches and museums in Germany, Sweden, Denmark and New York."  Here's another article that tells more about it.  And here.


I was familiar with many of the paintings, because many of them have been used in the LDS church in Sunday School lessons, etc. but seeing the originals was a completely different experience for me.  The colors are more vivid, the paintings are much larger, and the atmosphere is more reverent.  It all contributes to a spiritual experience where you can feel the painters testifying of Christ.


If you have the chance to go, I highly recommend it.


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