It may not have crawfish, but this Louisiana is great!

Friday, day four in Copenhagen, and time for a day trip out of the city. Minnie and I head to the central train station and jump on a train to the north. Our goal, townwise, is Humlebaek. But, truly, there's an attraction bringing us there. It is the Louisiana Museum for Moderne Kunst.

I still have no idea why it is called the Louisiana. But it is spectacular, one of the best museums I've ever seen.

The art is all very modern, and mostly abstract. There are Danish artists as well as international artists. Also, there is a Warhol and Munch exhibit passing through on the day we decide to visit. Here are some highlights.

Morris Louis had a whole set of large-scale beautiful paintings that used color so well. I particularly love the second one, where the shades of the colors are so perfect and emotive.

Yayoi Kusama had a fantastically interesting installation. an entire small room was covered in mirrors. On the floor, most of it was a pool except for a small promontory on which we could stand. Hanging throughout the room, at various heights, were round lights that slowly changed color over time. Even the back of the door was covered in mirrors to make the effect complete. It was an endless view of color, every once in awhile punctuated by the sight of me or the group. Brilliant.

Displaying some whimsy, another artist whose name I did not catch, had attached a diving board to the inside of the museum. It poked through the wall and off towards the ocean. Out of context and half in and half out, it was a great play on so many themes.

A sculptor, Jean Tinguely, had made some interactive and highly mobile metalwork. By pushing a floor pad, this sculpture would crank a wheel that would send the protruding barrel back and forward rapidly, causing the whole sculpture to rock. Very neat. even cooler with Minnie at the controls with her camera, making it look like an enormous telescopic lens.

We then came to the temporary exhibit, called Warhol after Munch. Warhol had taken some of Edvard Munch's most famous drawings and paintings and redone them in his own style. He did it in ways that both amplified the original paintings intent and also that muted. Take the above, both of The Scream, for example. With the red colors, you can also hear the cry emanating from the painting. This exhibit also contained a number of unrelated Munch and Warhol works.

The Louisiana also had a bunch of Alberto Giacometti. I'm a big fan, as the sculptures are instantly recognizable and open to so much interpretation.

Another strong favorite of mine is Alexander Calder's sculpture work. The garden had some fine examples, and a great view to bring the visual impact home. I had a nice little nap under the colored mobile.

We also stumbled upon a fanciful statue from Miro.

Finally, I went a bit closer to home. When browsing through the shop, I noticed a postcard with a painting by Sam Francis, my great uncle. After inquiring as to where it would be in the museum, Minnie and I came to the concert hall, where there were two large (5 meters tall) of his paintings. Fantastic, and the perfect punctuation mark on this awesome museum.