I went all the way to LACMA and I forgot to see the Levitated Mass.

I'll say it again. 

I went all the way to LACMA and forgot to see the Levitated Mass

Can you believe it? 

What makes this even sillier is that I basically drove to LA to see the Levitated Mass at LACMA. Well, and to get my hair cut... but that's another story.

Besides this glaring mistake, I really enjoyed my visit to the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. The place is HUGE. I can't even imagine what it was like there on Slow Art Day. With wide open spaces, interactive pieces (like the "spaghetti" piece above), and an extremely diverse collection, LACMA has something for everyone. Young, old, middle-aged. Everyone. I, myself, particularly enjoyed the contemporary art wing. Especially this part: There was a couple there who were clearly getting their engagement photos taken. They kept running in front of one of the larger pieces at the prompting of their photographer. But the girl was wearing high-heeled mules (the silliest shoe style ever) so they were drawing a lot of attention to themselves with her loud clack, clack, clack, clack clacks as they ran in front of the piece, walked back around to the other side, and repeated this many times.

If you would like to go see LACMA for yourself, the museum is free for B of A cardholders during the first weekend of every month thanks to their Museums on Us program. This deal covers general admission only and does not include their special exhibits; which, by the way, is James Turrell: A Restrospective. I have heard nothing but great reviews about this exhibit. (And usually the unhappy people are the loudest.) If you want to see that exhibit it's $25. But! Given the buzz on Twitter, it just might be worth it. 

LACMA also grants free admission to children under 17 plus one adult chaperone if you sign up your child up for their NexGen program. Very cool, LACMA. Very cool.

P.S. If you have seen the Levitated Mass, please tell me all about it. I would like to know what I'm missing. I have an idea, but let's rub a little salt into this wound, shall we?