Tino Sehgal at the Guggenheim. Instead of questioning art, I questioned myself, which in a museum setting, can be quite complicated. Similar to this picture, two people can be found making sweet fake love in the circular rotunda floor of the Guggenheim. I watched for long enough to know there was no pattern, just them, in unison, rolling around together. It's like the two people that stand outside the 14th Street F station. One tries to give you the metro, the other the AM, but they don't compete. In some Wes Anderson movie they'd probably fall in love, or find out they were siblings, or both.
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