Max & I went on a road trip with the great guys from UGLY Gallery to the private opening, a day before the official public one.
We weren't actually on the guest list but managed to all talk our way in. Being uber-nerds were literally the first people in the museum.
I really dont have the vocabulary or writing skills to describe what an emotional experience it was, as Max & I entered each new completely empty area of the massive exhibition alone. It was almost overwhelming & admit I did choke up a little.
I literally shot hundreds of photos & it was hard picking just a few for the post. In no particular order, here's a selection of my faves that span from really early works & ephemera to the recent mind blowing geometrics...
The beautiful Margaret Kilgallen area.
Max emulating the robotic version of AMAZE.
Felt super connected to the two below for some reason...
The creative magic of TOMBOB's iPhone :)
Barry signing Max's Mets hat with a classic TWIST tag.
On the train home, it felt fitting to watch Beautiful Losers on the phone via Netflix.
By the time it got to the end I was crying again. Not simply because of the Margaret Kilgallen story, or the way Aaron Rose describes the feeling he gets by curating & seeing those faces but because I was so happy to have shared the whole experience with my son. He was simply embarrassed by his soppy dad.