After a delicious brunch with my host family, Cheng and I went to Louisiana Museum of Modern Art. It's just one train stop away so it was easy to get to. My host parents warned me it would be crowded and they were right. So many stylish beautiful Danes. We went straight to the Andy Warhol exhibit. I wasn't expecting to see the Campbells Soup Can or Marlyin Manroe but I still had high hopes. It was just his early drawings that were intended to give you an idea of why he later painted what he did. He was certainly a better drawer than I am but they were just sketches so it was hard to analyze pieces torn out of his notebook and not fully shaded or finished. I mean it was cool don't get me wrong.
We walked through the rest of the museum and thought we were done when we hit the cafe. Turns out you have to walk down the stairs in the cafe, that's what the woman at the front desk told us. She was right, there was an exhibition of this sculpture artist. She made cool pieces out of toothpicks, buttons, needles, straws, and other creative material. Cheng and I both agreed that those sculptures fit our definition of art.
|A happy father sledding down on a bag|
|Cheng and a piece of art|
|The cool lego area for the children|
|"I don't get art"|
|Buttons. made out of buttons|
|made of paper plates|
|What does this mean?|
We stopped at a bakery near the train station and got pastries. Yum.
Dinner in Copenhagen