THE HIRSHHORN MUSEUM AND SCULPTURE GARDEN. And the best surprise… In Washington, all museums are free.
By Diana M.

The Museum of Modern Art is a portal through which I traveled among geniuses, feeling an effervescent mix of humor, mystery, and pure art. It was as if I was walking down a corridor where the artistic past embraces the present under the curious gaze of the future, like being invited to a party where the guests were a brilliant mix of visionary, quirky, and classically elegant artists.

From Basquiat’s rebellious explosion of color, which seems to shout stories from the city’s edge, to Banksy’s subtle ironies, capable of turning even a serving of french fries into a political manifesto, the exhibition was a spectacle of contrasts and connections.

Brancusi, with his perfectly polished lines, seemed to display a form of wisdom in a silent conversation with Picasso, who appeared to respond by sketching another cubic reality. And, of course, how could I not mention Osgemeos, who managed to transform walls into living beings, full of playful and slightly mysterious emotions, as if each color had its own secret to tell?
In the museum’s halls, children of all ages gazed in wonder and curiosity at the sculptures and paintings, while art teachers held their lessons amidst the masterpieces, like wizards explaining magical formulas in an echoing tower.

I looked around and realized I had stumbled upon a human mosaic—visitors from all corners of the world, mingling in a symphony of “wows” and “look at that!”
And just when you think you’re done, you come across the museum’s garden, where Rodin and Moore are having a chat with their statues, almost asking, “Why didn’t you bring a folding chair to have a little chat?”
And one more thing, let me not forget a little secret that Americans have over Europeans: all the museums in DC are free. Yes, you heard that right—access to art here is like an open door with an imaginary red carpet that says, “Come on in, everyone is welcome.”
So the only reason not to see these amazing exhibitions is if you missed the exit off the European highway. Take note – Americans not only display art, but they also serve it up with a smile and a genuine invitation: “Come on, take a seat and enjoy!”






