For my academic blog post, I decided to go to the Whitney Museum with my friend, Gyro. I’ve been there before, a couple of months ago on my senior cut day of high school (what a great way to spend it). This time around, they had a lot of the same exhibits, but they also had some really cool ones. Personally, I’m not the biggest appreciator of art, but Gyro is an artist and he loves to visit museums for inspiration. He was jumping up and down with joy as he looked at the new art while I stood awkwardly stood off to the side, unable to understand his happiness. However, I do have to say some of the pieces I saw were beautiful. I definitely have a few favorites in the museum. Some stuff I saw was honestly not art (in my opinion). There was a canvas that was just painted black, a white one with a hint of a grid on it, one that was just painted red, and one that had a giant red and a giant blue dot (my friend took a picture with this one). 

We stood in the museum for about two hours, mainly focusing on the new exhibits. One of the new ones was really interesting because it was infused with politics from the past. There was stuff on the Vietnam war, feminism, and more. It was really interesting to see these pieces because to me, it’s like visual proof of our American history. It wasn’t just words to read from a textbook.

When we were leaving the museum, I had stopped to take pictures of this wall, because it was full of words and looked really cool. Next to me, up against the wall, was a man sitting on a couch. He told me, “It’s okay. You can take my picture.” I smiled at him awkwardly and continued taking pictures of the wall. He kept on talking to me, asking if I knew who he was.   Turns out, he was the Mayor of Meatpacking (the area we were in)! Once I found out who he was, we shook hands and Gyro and I told him a little about ourselves. He gave us some words of wisdom, which I cannot currently remember (whoops). Anyways, it was still cool to say that I met the mayor. 🙂

After we left the museum, we walked the High Line to go somewhere else. Gyro said he had a surprise for me, and it turned out to be a whole array of different art galleries. The first one we went to was really cool, because an artist, Mr. Brainwash, had personally come to that gallery and splattered paint all over the walls and floor. It looked really nice, and I found it so cool that his work was right on the walls and not on a canvas. We visited a ton of other art galleries, and they were all really cool. I’m not going to get into detail about them because this blog post is already long enough, so I’ll just insert pictures (mainly of the art or my friend, because I hate taking pictures).