Nanner is an urban baby for sure. And a hip one at that. She went downtown to the art museum today - just because. She bypassed the suburbanites standing in line at Macy's to see Santa, jaywalked across Wabash, ignored the homeless man selling Streetwise and shook her head at the tourists that skipped with him across Michigan Avenue, rolled her eyes at the musicians banging sticks on buckets in the shadow of the Art Institute lions, and then made a beeline to the Modern Wing. She had no time for Monet, Manet, Mannerism or Baroque. "Give me Modern!" she said, and plopped herself down in front of Rothko.
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| "...child art transforms itself into primitivism, which is only the child producing a mimicry of himself" |
And there she sat until closing time when security asked her to vacate the gallery - at which time a huge smile appeared on her face. "I get it!" she exclaimed. And went home.
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