We are in the presence of greatness tonight!

When Justin and I returned to the hotel late afternoon, the walk in front of us was stacked rows deep with luggage, with a truck being unloaded by the bell men, luggage and trunks, all sort of suitcases. I thought perhaps the Queen was staying here or something, but as we walked beyond the hotel to the drug store, we discovered buses parked around the corner, and some well-dressed men standing nearby, chatting. We were waiting for the light to change so I glanced at the tag on the one guy's portfolio, Philadelphia Flyers. A lady had something with New York Rangers stuck to it. Ah, hockey players! And they don't travel light!!

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This afternoon was spent at the Museum of Modern Art, just a few blocks from where we're staying. It was a nice walking day, although it did get a bit chilly when the wind caught us between buildings. This is quite the contrast to the Met, which features the Old Masters but I did get my picture taken with Starry Night today. It may sound simple-minded of me to say this, but upon close scrutiny of some of the pieces today---I think the world is being 'sold' a bill of goods, trying to pass some of this stuff off as being "genius".....Justin does like the Warhol work and some of Jackson Pollack's work, but I have troubles accepting some of this "paint on canvas" as art. Makes me feel better about my paint playing! And I am not saying one thing, giving one message about WWI in my work either, which some of the pieces we saw today claimed to be in response to. (This is not grammatically correct).

Someone, either at Art Guild or Great Hang Ups, made the pronouncement that the Great Masters would not be such today, so good thing they made it when they did! Maybe it was my art teacher saying that---anyway, I just remembered that today as we looked at some of the pieces.

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All in all, it was a good day together, and now we spend the evening watching, of all things, "American Idol"...Sort of in keeping with the art we saw today, one flows into the next.........Justin loves it so I can amuse myself with the blog and reading my book. Turns out that Francis Mayes' husband is originally from Winona! Now, that's worth knowing!

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Good night all!