Personally, I did not really find the ‘trip’ to the gallery intriguing at all. Sometimes when I look at art, it gets me thinking, however, the fact that majority of what was shown were photographs makes me seem like I wasted time on something that I could view on my laptop in the warm and comforting confines of my inner sanctum (my room) or in a history textbook. If we were shown more paintings, sculptures or other works of similar nature, I probably would have found the gallery more substantial, but because that was not the case, I feel like I spent my time in a library rather than an art gallery. This is not to say that the gallery was bad, I just feel like I was mislead into what I was going in to see. I also find it sad that the only thing that resonated with me was the fact that there was a kid that had an afro that looked like me……