Honestly, I thought she’d be a lot more excited about a tuxedo-clad ceramic monkey sitting on some dude’s matching golden tuxedoed lap.
But when Emmeline saw Jeff Koons’s iconic statue of Michael Jackson and Bubbles, she shrugged.
I had been wanting to show this to her for years, and now that it’s on display, I couldn’t wait to get over the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art to check it out. We cruised around the fifth floor sculpture garden, did our usual Piet Mondrian cake treasure hunt and then hit the second floor permanent installation, which had been redone in honor of the museum’s 75th anniversary.
When we rounded the corner and saw the statue, I shot a look to the side and caught her mouth gaped in horror, as if to say, “What the freaking Billie Jean is that?”
Then she happily beat it, dancing around a few more corners before glimpsing one of her favorite pictures and something else that caught her eye. She clapped her hands together.
“Hey, look!” she gasped, “More Warhols!”
Some kids have no taste at all.
On a different note, this is a new dress I’m quite proud of, despite the fact I had intended to finish it months ago and the colors are now so last season.
Seriously, what’s not to like?
Oh Warhol Schmarhol, my pop iconography is better than yours. What are you, three?