Jacob Epstein’s The Visitation.

January 21, 2005

I had a an hour to kill before catching my train last week, when I was in DC doing an XM radio appearance. The Visitation is in the sculpture gallery at the Hirschorn Gallery. It scared the hell out of me as a twelve year old, visiting DC on a family trip.
I’m in San Francisco (“San Francisco–an oasis in the California desert!” opines George Sanders in All About Eve), opening for Gomez, who are fantastic, and their rollicking, woolly sound is beautifully suited to this chilly, mysterious town.