Today I had a delightful visit in Musée Longchamp. The name came from the architect of the museum, and I think he is worth a google if you enjoy gorgeous buildings. Architecture and sculpture move me more than any art form. They live and breath with you. They make you feel taller, smaller, proud, and humble all at once. Isn't it amazing that we have our own architecture? Our bones, skin, and essence have a potential to inspire the way art does, with a promise of more inside, more treasures within to be explored. What would the art inside of you look like?
*skirt by Rouje