Fierceboy's blog post - The rejuvenating properties of art

I spent the last five days walking around D.C. by myself. I stayed with friends but each day didn't really hook up with them until 9 in the evening.

D.C. is a strange and transitory city. Everyone there is a tourist or is only there for work and at the outset is only going to be there for a year. This makes the urban areas have no beat of its own, no soul or groove to pick up on.

I spent almost all of my daylight hours walking through museum after museum. Something about art is healing. Can't quite name what I felt but I stared at and analyzed and critiqued and took in and stood awed by so much art that I began to feel a sort of dizzy giddiness. I think from concentrating on thinking in such a purely hedonistic direction for so long, "does this please me? do I enjoy this? what elements are pleasing to me in this work?", I disoriented myself away from worry or obligation and toward enjoyment. Regardless, I totally recommend throwing a day or two away on a good art museum if the holidays aren't striking you quite the way that Nestle Toll House or Coke a Cola said they should.






... Though you might want to stay away from the American Indian Museum if you're near D.C. A bit of a bummer ending on that story I'm afraid.