I spent the afternoon visiting my new friend, Ray. Ray Eames.
Well, OK, not really. But after an hour of oohing, ahhing, and beaming at her life's work at the exhibit Ray Eames: In the Spotlight, that's how I felt.
I've long been a fan of the Eameses' work, but this was a look into Ray's world I hadn't seen before.
Paper dolls and high school homework. Fashion sketches and lettering details. Favorite outfits and family photos. Exploring every corner of the show, I felt more and more kindred with someone I had come to think of only as a hero.
Yes, Ray was a smart, talented, and influential designer. But she was also a young girl with a love of color and an eye for fashion. She was a woman who fell in love at art school. She was a mom to a daughter, the apple of her eye. She was pretty cool, and I'm so glad I got to know her a little bit better.