I went to see the Heroic Century show at the museum of fine arts. I went to charge my batteries. To rev up my passions. Instead I left sucked dry and bitter over the fact that the show just didn't do it for me. There were a few pieces I found inspiring, Kandinski might just be a new love. I like pre-cubist picasso much more then his later stuff. I saw a few ok rothko's, but I like the ones at the manil collection much better. Stary night, well I've seen other vangoes I like much more. The three gargantuian monet's, well except for their size I found them uninspiring as well.

I'm glad I talked long and hard to corazon and kuinileti today or I would have chalked the day up to a total wash.