A super coolio group of friends and I went to The Fort Worth Modern Art Museum this past Sunday for the Ron Mueck exhibit. There's free admission the first Sunday of the month and every Wednesday. It was sooo crowded being it was a holiday weekend and having a popular exhibit on view. For the most part, people were considerate and polite. But I did hear a few people complain about it being "too crowded" for their pleasure. I was sooo super excited to see it that full. Most of the time I go, I am just one of only a handful of people in each gallery room.

I've never been to New York City or Washington DC, but I could only imagine that the museums there are crowded every day.

As a child, when I'd go on summer trips with my mom for her annual medical conferences, I always looked forward to going to the local museums. We didn't have a lot of extra money to go to the theme parks and such, and museums are usually free for kids. I've always loved to go to museums, regardless of size or the nature of the collection. I also relish is the smaller ones of little towns in the area. They are so quaint and special.

I remember one time at the MOD, they have a piece that's a large wooden box made from the wall material of the artist's studio. It had small holes cut into the sides and top. Most adults just walk around it and move on. My companion and I got down on our hands and knees and looked through the holes at each other. The museum guard in the room started to giggle. He told us that he's never seen an adult do that before, just kids. He thought it was awesome.

One time I took Blu to the Trammell and Margaret Crow Collection of Modern Art in downtown Dallas when she was 6. There are a few Auguste Rodin sculptures outside that really grasped her attention. She said, "Look at the size of their feet. Do you think that Rodin made them so much bigger than they should be, because they have to balance and hold the weight of the sculpture?" She's gold I tell you! We then walked over to the Nasher Sculpture Center and got in trouble by the security guards for walking hand in hand up the rising planter walls." We were just being kids, sorry." I told him. He smiled and let us finish up to the top and then we jumped down.


So, go to museums more often. Look at things the way a child would. You'll enjoy it.