I spent my work-free afternoon at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC. I wish I could say I got myself there by subway, but I was lazy and decided to cab it. Partially for my mother, whose great wish is that I get in the Cash Cab while I am here. She asks every time we talk, "Are you in the Cash Cab? Have you seen the Cash Cab?"I spent most of my time in the modern art wing, looking for all the artists I studied in my contemporary art class in grad school (the ones I knew I would recognize by name). I got a latte, a hot dog from a street vendor, and headed in for a leisurely afternoon at the museum.
And then I spent some time in the modern design wing, which is where I found an object d'art after my own heart....a vacuum cleaner. Sigh. I feel justified now in wanting a Dyson. It's not just a vacuum, it's a work of art.
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