So I loved he Philadelphia Museum of art so much I had to do a separate entry, just on it. Being a huge Duchamp and Dada fan, I don’t know how I was oblivious to the fact that they have an entire room devoted to Duchamp…. and another to Cy Twombly… And a bunch of Jasper Johns… and Pollock… and the list keeps going.
Needless to say, I was stoked to be there and went into completely-in-awe-of-the-greats-mode and probably freaked out my coworkers (like when I went to the MoMa in NYC for the first time). Luckily neither of them were there when I got all emotional when I laid eyes on the “Nude Descending A Staircase” by Duchamp. I think I just got so overwhelmed in the room, surrounded by pieces I admired so much, yet thought I would never be able to see in my life. Yup, I got all teary about it.