the next morning we spent our time getting together a game plan for finding Jersey Boys tickets. after waiting in a pointless line, paying $15 of my parents precious money on a grilled cheese made with white bread and plastic cheese, running between TKTS and the box office, preparing ourselves to pay $150 and only ending up having to pay $62, we had our tickets! we had a few hours to kill before our matinee performance so we decided to walk a few blocks over to the Museum of Modern Art.
i had been to the Metropolitan Museum but only for about an hour so this was my first real nyc museum experience and i wanted to do it right. i love museums but hate the thought of being rushed through so i took my time and opted to rent the listening guide. granted, totally nerdy. but extremely informative!
the first exhibit i went to was about women and photography -- as a photographer or subject. big sis and i both admitted that it was our favorite.
my favorite photo i saw in that exhibit was one by Tina Barney called Sunday New York Times (below).
this picture reminded me of living with the Kiltz for some reason. waking up on saturdays and having casual mornings around the house. Barney shot this picture with a long exposure focused on the husband at the head of the table. if you ever see it in person youll be able to see that while everything is in focus, he is the clearest and everything around him seems to have more movement. its incredible!
bruce nauman had an installation titled Days on display while we were there. it was super strange but really interesting. it was seven different recorded voices -- men and women of different ages -- being amplified throughout the room as they repeated the days of the week in random order. having them said in different timbres and pitches made it sound pretty cool but after 2 minutes in there i was ready to roll.
one of my favorite classes ive taken in college was my freshman year art history class. my professor was an incredible teacher and his love for art was absolutely contagious. it was so neat seeing some of the art that we studied that semester in real life! i remember studying Jackson Pollock the most. he painted by dripping and dragging paint across a huge canvas that sat on his floor. i used to think a 4 year old could do what he did but after looking at it for a while you begin to see the purposefulness in where he placed the paint, what color it was and how thick he let the paint run.
after a few hours our feet were tired and we were ready to go and sit down for a few hours at Jersey Boys!
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