Yayo Kusama Room
Everyday there is a new opportunity for exponential growth in life.
Different opportunities, different views and views. Over the break I had
a chance to visit a very special experiment in the Kusama exhibit,
located downtown in the Art Museum of Tampa.
The experience in itself was everything more than expected.
During my visitation, I took the time to study a few different things In relation to the artist. Me as an artist, I took meaningful insight on more then just the exhibit, I took special note of the art display, the poem and meaning of the words, and essentially the overall experience.
A few things I noticed immediately about the artist prior to entering the exhibit, were the meaningful words behind the inspiration of the art. The display and fashion in which the art was presented, and most importantly the art.
My experience broken down was more then what I personally expected. Entering the museum, I knew the connotations associated with Art Museums, so cognizant, I envisioned some what the same feeling, I was picturing in my head. Checking in at the front desk located downstairs, I presented my student I’d and was granted a bar code sticker, that stood for a position in the room exhibit. The staff used and or uses these stickers to keep ahead count and tally on how many people visit the exhibit today. Departing the check in desk and heading upstairs, I noticed the quite atomosphere, the cleanliness, and zin of Art in the air. Upstairs where the actual exhibit was, there were other pieces, installations, surrounding the popular visitation spot. It was quiet and peaceful, as others casually viewed the museum, all to find out, that the Yayo Kasuma room had a line for entrance, similar to a roller coaster ride. The staff greeted everyone in line and gave brief instructions prior to entering the room. Unaware of the location, I stumbled upon the exhibit and noticed the anticipation feeling scouting the line. Chatter and tickets that’s all I heard.
Shortly after viewing the other art around the museum, I wound up in line. I stood in line for approximately 15 minutes due to the rooms capacity side. Faculty escorted us in and gave specific instructions about camera use. We were offered a spot to place our personal belongings, and following the staff into the exhibit I went.
I noticed immediately the vibrant colors and patterns, but was more so intrigued by the voice being played in a Japanese. The room was exceptionally zinful, re-leaving, and vibrant. The layout was insanely trippy, for the timed one minute we were in there and I essentially gained more knowledge in the subject matter more then ever. I understood and appreciated the exhibit start to finish, exiting I read the poem translated in English on the wall and made my departure shortly after.
All in all the experience was everything of expected. I left refreshed and appreciative of the art and the what in which it was displayed. It gave me inspiration needless to say, and was a good cleanse of tainted art view experiences I’ve had before.
During my visitation, I took the time to study a few different things In relation to the artist. Me as an artist, I took meaningful insight on more then just the exhibit, I took special note of the art display, the poem and meaning of the words, and essentially the overall experience.
A few things I noticed immediately about the artist prior to entering the exhibit, were the meaningful words behind the inspiration of the art. The display and fashion in which the art was presented, and most importantly the art.
My experience broken down was more then what I personally expected. Entering the museum, I knew the connotations associated with Art Museums, so cognizant, I envisioned some what the same feeling, I was picturing in my head. Checking in at the front desk located downstairs, I presented my student I’d and was granted a bar code sticker, that stood for a position in the room exhibit. The staff used and or uses these stickers to keep ahead count and tally on how many people visit the exhibit today. Departing the check in desk and heading upstairs, I noticed the quite atomosphere, the cleanliness, and zin of Art in the air. Upstairs where the actual exhibit was, there were other pieces, installations, surrounding the popular visitation spot. It was quiet and peaceful, as others casually viewed the museum, all to find out, that the Yayo Kasuma room had a line for entrance, similar to a roller coaster ride. The staff greeted everyone in line and gave brief instructions prior to entering the room. Unaware of the location, I stumbled upon the exhibit and noticed the anticipation feeling scouting the line. Chatter and tickets that’s all I heard.
Shortly after viewing the other art around the museum, I wound up in line. I stood in line for approximately 15 minutes due to the rooms capacity side. Faculty escorted us in and gave specific instructions about camera use. We were offered a spot to place our personal belongings, and following the staff into the exhibit I went.
I noticed immediately the vibrant colors and patterns, but was more so intrigued by the voice being played in a Japanese. The room was exceptionally zinful, re-leaving, and vibrant. The layout was insanely trippy, for the timed one minute we were in there and I essentially gained more knowledge in the subject matter more then ever. I understood and appreciated the exhibit start to finish, exiting I read the poem translated in English on the wall and made my departure shortly after.
All in all the experience was everything of expected. I left refreshed and appreciative of the art and the what in which it was displayed. It gave me inspiration needless to say, and was a good cleanse of tainted art view experiences I’ve had before.
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