Mexico Travel Journal: There Are Sometimes Silent Rooms
We wander museums, and rooms have length, not just in physical terms, but in temporality.
Sometimes, a life-altering exhibition goes by quickly. Other times, we meander, come to a halt. Occasionally, we even just rest, there, among the art.
There are silent rooms, and rooms filled with the chaos of museum-goers, hours of quiet and busy visiting hours.
Now and then, you can be alone with a painting, a sculpture, an idea. Just you and it. In silent conversation.