I want to backtrack a bit to tell you a bit more about my experience at the MOMA on Saturday. I’ve been a few times before and obviously loved it enough to want to go again for my birthday. It’s like a lot of other museums with multiple floors and a lot of walking and standing, but it’s more of a magical, almost spiritual place for me. When I’m there, I feel like I could be there forever and nothing else matters in the world.

Stephen, God bless him, was so patient with me as I made my way through… slowly. A bunch of us started out together but eventually headed our separate ways as we felt lead to. It wasn’t too crowded and it was quiet. Occasionally, I would over hear someone making some comment about how their five year old could paint the same thing. I silently laugh to myself and feel a little sad that they don’t see the hours, days, even years of work this person put into it. They don’t see the years of study or the hundreds of drafts that came before it. They don’t see the multiple layers, specific choice of color and composition.

This last visit I decided that I have a favorite room. At the end of the long chain of rooms, there’s this huge Rothko titled No. 14 (1960) hanging on the end wall. It’s a brilliant blue and red/orange. It’s super bold and impressive. I love it. But directly to the right of this is a piece by Franz Kline titled Lehigh V Span (1959-1960). This was my favorite in the room. It’s incredible and has so much depth. I had to make another turn around that floor to see it again.

I hope everyone enjoyed the day as much as I did.

Mark Rothko, No. 14 (1960)

Franz Kline, Lehigh V Span (1959-1960)