Dec 30 2012
I paid $25 for this?
As always, I was late to the museum. I swear, I cannot be on time to anything… yes, I know it has to change. So I didn’t get a chance to see The Scream that day. The following Monday, I told my dear boyfriend to go with me to MoMA. He was kind of reluctant, saying that he would rather sleep… but he went. He paid for his ticket and I got my free one, and up we went. I was aware that painting was on the fifth floor, so to the fifth floor we headed. Ahhh, the line. I hate lines. But we finally made it. I guess I was expecting something more… mmmm WOW? I just didn’t see the point behind it. The figure itself looks like it was drawn with Crayola and by a six-year old. I didn’t find it impressive at all. And my boyfriend was like.. ‘I paid twenty-five dollars to see this?’
Ha. Yes you did.
But after that I guess it’s not the actual art, rather the feelings it evokes. I just seems like the figure is experiencing this very alarming degree of surprise, which I guess, is human in itself, because event though we are creatures of habit, there is always that one moment where we find ourselves scared or surprised.
