I had an adventurous day with Moms and Dad peepin' your exhibition at the MoMa. You sure can draw, and all over the walls... How do you get away with it? Moms was also super excited to show me the first cubist painting by a dude named Picasso. He's Spanish, just like half of me, even though my Godfather to be insists he's French. What's that about?
Mom (excited) and me (not so much) on our way to visit Diego. Sculpture garden's in the background.
When we made it to your gallery, there was tons of security, but Moms desperately wanted some record of my having been there, so she made Dad do this:
Clandestine snapshot in the Diego exhibit. Dad got yelled at for having his camera out.
My favorite part was getting to see the sketches and pictures of your Rockefeller Centrer mural that was destroyed over the portrait of Lenin. You were such a rebel, and chubby, just like me. But, you were married to Frida Kahlo?! That's super cool! We saw some of her paintings on the fifth floor. She loves monkeys!
After your extensive exhibit, we refueled at the Cafe, which Dad especially needed.
See what I mean?
Seems like Moms was the only one not power napping.
A short rest later, I was ready to go!
She sure loves hugging me. How you like my hat? Abuelo says it looks like a baturro, an Aragonese hat.
Is this a Picasso?
Is this a Picasso?
No luck in the beginning, but sure enough, we finally found him! Mom says I needed a picture with the Demoiselles d'Avignon, regardless of how many security guards chase us. But thankfully, my cuteness came to the rescue, and they looked the other way, just this one time. We made sure the flash was off, and Voila!
Dad, me and the Hiz-adies. "Hellloooo Ladies!"
That Picasso guy sure seems like he had the life! Mom says he was a Communist, just like you. I'm going to have to look into that as soon as I can Google.
Once we were done with Picasso, Dad gave me a flying tour of the remaining painting and sculptures. Bird's eye view is definitely the way to go when viewing priceless works of art!
And that was that! My first visit to the MoMa and my first viewing of your work. What a good time!
Mom says when I'm old enough, we can go to your home country to see your actual originals on real walls. I can't wait!
JYK
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