Yellow Magic Madness #22

A painting by Mondrian.

Long, long ago, when I was a child,

we used to have an ashtray in our

apartment that looked a little like this and I thought, perhaps it was painted by Mondrian. (I wish!) I remember being sad when it broke into little pieces.

Mondrian Homage #2

*MoMA, Just Plain Wrong (*Museum of Modern Art, NYC)

MoMA - Design and the Elastic Mind

Image by pt via Flickr

The Museum of Modern Art was my refuge when I was a High School student. I went there during school breaks, hanging on to the subway straps on packed trains. When I was in college, my sister and I used to go because she was friends with the guard and he always shook his head from side to side, laughing hysterically and shooed us right inside.

When I heard that the MoMA had increased their rates from 20 dollars to 25 dollars per visit, I was shocked, then stunned and now disgusted. I’m sorry but that is way too much money for people to pay (with the exception of the rich and famous.) Just alienate more people from coming to visit this precious museum if you can. I thought that you might want to encourage students and all people to come visit this treasure of a place. I guess not.

Isn’t there a better way? A different solution? Did you really need to expand THAT much? I remember the first MoMa gift shop, sweetly nestled into the main building, cozy and humble. I bought posters there and post cards and a book about the paintings that lived in the museum. Now it’s a separate store?

I think you should have thought of all these things before increasing the price. If admission is twenty-five dollars imagine another twenty dollars to get into the city for some people, perhaps another ten for a cab. I’m not even talking lunch or a cup of coffee. Most museums have one FREE day per week where people can go without worrying about how they are going to pay their mortgages. I remember you used to have one NIGHT free. Please tell me that’s changed.

MoMa, I’m disappointed in you, for myself, and for all the other people who would love to go but just can’t afford the steep price. Shame on you.

My Favorite Museum

NYC - MoMA: Pablo Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'...

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My favorite museum, since I was a teenager, was the Museum of Modern Art in Manhattan. While other kids in High School would cut school if they had free time, and hang out with friends and smoke cigarettes, I would hop on the subway either by myself or with my friend Elizabeth and that’s where we would go. The museum was a wonderful place full of sensory overload, modern art, photography exhibits, even film. “MOMA” as it is called had a sculpture garden where, in the nice weather, you could read outside, eat ice cream and dream if you wanted to, your face being warmed by the sun. I knew a lot of the paintings by heart and where they were placed. It was always comforting to go there. I also used to go with my sister where she would inevitably charm the guard we had known for years and he would let us slip in for free, something I was too shy to do on my own. There are few places that I can go to and feel like I was “home” yet feel excited to reunite with my favorite paintings. In the small gift shop (before it was redone) I nestled with the postcards and books and always bought a few postcards as a reminder of the time I spent there. Even now, if I had a choice, I would head to MOMA, but I would practically have to take out a bank loan since the admission prices now are so high. I still plan to go again, hopefully this year, because in reality, happiness and art and feeling alive, is priceless.

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