Today for the second time in the last couple of years (ah, the joys of growing older), I had to undergo some gum surgery and, as fun as that sounds, I decided I needed more. So I did exactly what I did the last time I was forced to have oral surgery -- I left the dentist's office and headed a few blocks south to the Museum of Modern Art.
I almost never get to really take my time in a museum (my DW does not like museums and probably would prefer oral surgery) so this was perfect. What's more, I was still numb from the Novocaine and numb is a very nice state of mind sometimes. I love just walking through MOMA and letting the masterpieces flow over me. But today, because the coat check gal would not let me leave my camera in my bag, I began to notice everything through my photographer's eye and what I noticed was everyone trying to understand the ART they were looking at.
The lucky ones were the little kids who had teachers along to spell it all out. Less fortunate were the rest of us who were trying to understand some of the more esoteric pieces of modern art -- like the white on white painting. The masterpieces are easy. You just stand there and realize you are in the presence of greatness and, for me at least, that's all I need. I eschew the audio-tours and headphones etc. I'm there to see the ART but today, I couldn't help but take some photos. Enjoy:
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