Don’t cheap out and go to the Museum of Modern Art on the Free Friday’s. I did it last time and it was like hell – hoards of fat and clueless tourists dawdling aimlessly through galleries, talking loudly on mobiles, congregating en masse to take photos in front of an artwork they remember seeing once in a high school art book so that they can share it on Facebook and pretend to not look entirely self obsessed, because guys, it’s like, totally “culture”.
My last visit to the MOMA was like, totally more dignified.
The gallery is home to some pieces by a few of my all time favourite artists, including Egon Schiele, Mark Rothko and Alice Neel. I love the journey through the gallery, following the birth and evolution of modern art and it’s bliss still being surprised at how you can always find something new, passionate and electric in a piece of art that you might have seen a thousand times before (albiet on a computer screen or uni textbook).
We were lucky enough to catch the Yoko Ono exhibit this time around and that woman and her whimsical and intriguing ocean child of a mind never ceases to amaze me.
Listen to heart beat. Just do it.
