While we were in San Fransisco, we visited the Museum of Modern Art (my favorite art museum of the entire weekend. Surprised? Because you really shouldn't be) and I was able to see my first Rothko painting. You'd better believe I sat and stood there for at least ten minutes staring and pondering. Plus there was a bench in front of it that we could sit on. Our feet were about to die by the last day. But let's just say, we were the last people from our group of Art Historians to leave MOMA. We stayed even later than Ms. Hughes! If that doesn't tell you how much I love modern art, I don't know what does. :)
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