Now I’ve always been the kind of girl who enjoys art, but typically in the impressionistic style of Monet, Renoir, and Morisot while strolling through the Musee d’Orsay. The Museum of Modern Art in NYC is pretty much the exact opposite of my Parisian memories. And while I have not yet become a lover of Rothkos, Pollacks, and Magrittes, I can certainly appreciate an air-conditioned museum in the afternoon on a sweltering day. Andrew found more to appreciate than the indoor climate control, but even he was perplexed by the performance art that so many others seemed to be drooling over.
We did decide to create some performance art of our own…Andrew’s idea, not mine.
