Art Is In The Eye…

I invited Erik, my 21-year-old next door neighbor, to the Frieda Kahlo exhibit at San Francisco’s MOMA. He is recuperating from shoulder surgery to repair a lacrosse injury, so a field trip was better than another day in his slings — chair and arm.

We had a nice afternoon. I’d seen the exhibit twice before so the fast pace he set worked for me. And we were both ready for lunch at the same time.

The next day I asked his mother if he enjoyed the outing. Mom, who is known for letting the cat out of the bag, said:

“Yes. He said it was interesting.” Pause. “He also said he thought the museum would be a great place to pick up girls.”

I was glad to know that Erik had found something aesthetically pleasing during our trip. Art truly is in the eye of the beholder.

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