It’s a crying shame, a damn crying shame that when I lived in Washington D.C. I didn’t know that my career path would eventually lead me into the field of Museums. I lived in the city of the Smithsonian, Library of Congress, P Street galleries and National Monuments. Don’t get me wrong. I visited the museums. I found a great deal of comfort and inspiration from my trips to the Renwick, National Gallery and Corcoran Museum. But if I had considered that careers in a museums could be so rewarding, I might have stayed. No I wouldn’t have stayed. At least I have the irony.
Museums and Galleries are home to explorations into the human condidtion. Art is language, although very subjective and elaborate, it tells a story; an epic event or a instant reflection gone in a single moment. A professor in Museum Studies at IUPUI asked us: what is a Museum? I believe a museum is a physical location constructed to secure and share this visual language that is art.
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