Tuesday 31st March 2026, 12.55pm (day 5,332)
If I was more of an artist I would come up with some allegorical statement here, the heads appear as if they are flying — but really, they are trapped, objects displayed for the delectation of visitors to this museum, none of whom will care for more than a few fleeting moments, if at all. Then again if I were more of an artist I would dispense with these commentaries altogether; I did try it once, way back, but it never took. This is the Neues Museum in Berlin, by the way: our last full day here.
Being 42 