In June, I discovered the amazing unifying peace message by the artist Yoko Ono. Play until you remember who you are…that is one and the same. A wonderful exhibition about the artist early years.

I headed out to the Hamptons where I lived an ultimate museum-going experience. 7 months pregnant, I quite litterally rolled to the Parish Museum to see Chuck Close’s exhibition.

Midway through, I started feeling dizzy and had to go to the museum cafe, where I laid down on my mother’s lap. And I comfortably fell asleep for a good 20 minutes. Well one wants to see an exhibition or they don’t 🙂

Has anyone been so hardcore about their work/passion?