To LACMA today with the grandparents. As big a nightmare as the drive is, I’m always glad to have gone. For one thing, it seems to be the only museum in L.A. that doesn’t genuinely loathe children. (Are you listening, Norton Simon? How about you, Hammer?) For another thing, it’s a beautiful space to run around in, for adults as well as kids.
Finally, there’s a lot of good stuff to look at. Especially the new Levitated Mass, which is, um, spectacular. Talk about awe-inspiring. I can only imagine how it must look to a three-year-old.