Week IX ~ Museum of Modern Art, NYC
This week, I unfortunately did not get to go to the MOMA, however, I wanted to give a small reflection on museums, as they have been on my mind lately.
I feel that many people underestimate the importance of museums. Even more so, that people disregard the importance of being exposed to, and appreciative of different forms of art, just as it is a human responsibility to be aware of one's fellows. Art is a language that connects across barriers, including national boarders, time, perspective, experience, and societies. Creation is the greatest act that a human can commit to, and to have a space that celebrates art should be a coveted and protected thing.
I feel the same about libraries, actually, in that public spaces where people can learn and expand their perspectives beyond what they may see in their day to day is not only reinvigorating for the soul, but crucial for development.
One may argue (I may argue) and museums have their dark side, just as anything does, and especially what may come from an institutional context (as many museums do). One must be as aware of context as they are of nuance, and appreciative of exposure to different elements of life.
Art and intellectualism come intertwined, and in varying forms. There are museums of historical artifacts, natural history, contemporary, modern, post-modern art, music, fashion, and as many other kinds of exhibits as there are categories and movements that have existed in art. It is critical to understand that, although you may not stake your life in investments of the arts, or the scholarly act of love that preserving, recording, documenting art constitutes, but there is always much to learn in a museum.
In fact, I could say that there are museums in unexpected places.