I didn't go to museums growing up. or art galleries. It was not something in my parents' orbit. Their appreciation for beauty and culture took other forms. Cooking, literature, languages, music, people, anecdotes shaded in with their own particular emphases. Considering that, I always felt strangely at home in museums, and galleries too  (although to just a slightly lesser extent due to the presence of a certain type of gallery attendant whose job it is is to establish clear boundaries between those the gallery is meant to cater to and please and those it tolerates.) Despite all that, I never felt especially concerned with the framework around which art was presented. I felt as if the art transcended all of that, and its impact on the viewer was a peculiarly  democratic process, even if all the trappings surrounded it was not. In the moment of consumption art  is a private transaction between the spectator and the work. Your initial reaction to it is pure. Maybe that's why I periodically need to look at art in a quiet setting. To wash away all of the other complicated interactions I have with people and institutions in a society corrupted to various degrees by economics and politics and history. Yes, art encompasses and reflects all those things. But in the execution of the work, we all stand on the same level looking at each other eye to eye.

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