Starting in Week 3 of WFH, I began wearing a belt . . . to work. It made me feel a little more put together . . . for myself.
In Week 4, I have observed that I seem to have less time for personal pursuits than I did when I was working at the office.
How can this be? I should have ninety minutes — without question — on the personal side of the ledger simply because I no longer have to physically transport my body downtown.
Setting aside this puzzle (which calls into question the physical laws of the universe as I have previously, though weakly, understood them), allow me to show you an outfit that I thought would be suitable for Casual Friday at the office.
Shortly after putting it on, I realized it would not be.
I bought this top on-line and thought that the yoke was made of an iridescent nylon fabric. But non, it is not. It is made of a transparent fabric. Even though we’ve only been WFHing for a few weeks, surely you remember that transparency is a no-no (Fr. non-non) at the office.
I rallied quickly and realized this top would be just the thing to wear to a museum on the weekend. Smart and a little bit interesting.
And then I wondered when I will next be at a museum.
This sobering realization — it might be awhile — led to some self-recrimination for under-utilizing the extraordinary museums within an easy walking radius of my downtown office. But then I diverted my thoughts to a more positive exercise: Remembering my favorite exhibitions: what they were, when I saw them, who I saw them with.
Because we know that art can be transformative and transcendent, this line of thinking quickly ran to one question:
What is THE BEST exhibition I’ve ever seen?
I could not settle on one answer, but here are some of the fondest museum memories that came back to me.
But perhaps my most transformative museum-going experiences have happened without ever stepping inside: taking in I.M. Pei’s elegant pyramid at the Louvre and the flashy-splashy Guggenheim Bilbao. You know I wanted to be an architect!
Since none of us will be going to a museum anytime soon, you might enjoy flipping through your memories. Please share your fondest, most inspirational, or most amusing. And, just between us, if you were going to steal one piece of art to hide away in your house for your own enjoyment, what would it be?
If you haven’t seen this tiny art installation created for two London-based gerbils, you must see it now. It may become your favorite museum memory.
Other things I would steal:
And possibly this one, but I am not sure: