To be honest, I liked the exhibit. I saw photos that capture a time period that I will never witness first-hand. I felt like the tour guide was nervous giving a tour to a bunch of college freshmen, who she thought probably don’t appreciate fine art. I tried to hear what she said but due to everybody else crowding around her, I was almost always stuck in the back. But I found that I could appreciate art on my own, rather than with a tour guide. The most memorable photo to me was the one detailing about old superstitions and how to avoid being bewitched.