Metropolitan Museum of Art was where my aimless walking has started. My first memories – back to 1996 – to this museum remain with 1) a liking of its reasonableness to allow an entrance ticket valid for a week, 2) a fresh feeling of banning a backpack being worn on one’s back and 3) a shame of belonging to the group whose a male member showed off a picture in which he was posing in front of Picasso’s “Guernica”, one of the photography-banned pieces. I revisited the museum, wondering how I would feel and what I will see this time. My favoritism over clean, quiet and well-arranged spaces was felt and sculptures and similar pieces seen. Sculptures felt intense and their heavy materials spurted energy.
The aimless walking has begun through the streets of Manhattan.