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Well, I did it. I finally accomplished one of my most concrete goals for the year. Well, almost. Well, actually about a third of the way. But the point is I went to a museum. My husband and I drove over to Dallas last weekend to see the new Matisse exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art. It was VERY crowded, and the line to buy tickets was unending, so we just started to wander around the regular exhibit. This tiny little docent promptly stopped us and asked to see our tickets. When we told her we didn't have any, she made us head back to the front of the museum. Can you imagine? I always thought those people were standing around to make sure no one stole or damaged the art, but it turns out they are also there to make sure no one steals free peeks at the Jackson Pollack.

So we bought tickets and paid the extra money to get into the Matisse show. Which was very interesting, but we spent more time in the modern art section. Barry finds these things a little boring, but there was this one piece he couldn't stop looking at. It was a large piece of plywood with a used paintbrush glued to it. Mind you, the paint brush had not been used on the plywood, but it had been used. He just kept standing there, going, "WHAT????" The final straw for him seemed to be that the installation was titled as "untitled". That generated a few more, "WHAT?????"" Maybe next time we will try art that actually looks like something.

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