I hadn't visited Guggenheim since the Hilma af Klint exhibit in 2018. It remains one my fondest art experiences to date. Realizing time was running out to see Rashid Johnson's show I joined a friend who'd invited me months before. It's unfortunate I'll likely not get to attend again as it ends in five days. Over the years I've come to understand (at least for me) in order to truly take in the work of an artist time is a major factor. Multiple visits. Viewing alone and then one on one or with others. In order for me to fully pay respect to the work, the artist's labor in creating it and form a substantial relationship with it if I so choose; I need ample time.

I can't breeze through, glancing at work then move on expecting to gain much. Makes me think of the line in Renegade when Jay-Z says, "Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?" The sentiment is right in line. 

I also can't form a full opinion in an instant. An initial visceral response does not determine the value of the work or potential impact. All art does not elicit one. It adds to the issue with many people passing immediate judgement on art. I could speak ad nauseum on how collectively our manner in consuming art needs to evolve. But I won't. At least not now. No time.