A Rewarding Trip To The new #Broadmuseum

We overheard a number of references to Disneyland on the tubular escalator. I thought that was funny, true and kind of cool. Our first impression when we reached the 3rd floor was kind of what I expected. Based on all of the negative yet very political press. Koons shiny shit is the first blue chip eye sore that demands your attention. In the next room, Damien Hirst's submercibles in glass added to our building aggravation. Especially, since we just came from MOCA's "The Art of Our Time". Then everything started to look up! Pulling a black curtain to a screening of William Kentridge's stop-motion drawings. Wonderful! Followed by Kara Walker’s silhouettes. That complimented Ana Mendieta’s silueta works on view at MOCA across the street. There were so many works we were thrilled to see in person. Yes, much of which was expected and thoroughly enjoyed!

The collection, was both blue chip as described and exciting to have access to. Regardless of the crowds of viewers, the experience was fun and intimate. Both floors were separated into many smaller galleries. In each of these spaces their was a friendly docent with a varied understanding of the artists on view. That, for me was impressive. For others, it might be more like a friendly Starbucks barista relative to a cool, cold, unresponsive, one in an indy coffee shop. I thought it was very well curated. Overall, the museum is a valuable compliment to MOCA and the other Grand Ave arts institutions.