At GOMA with the four year old, Cormac, and his sister.
(Young children make surprisingly good company at art galleries, especially for viewing contemporary art.. because this).
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I have always loved the concept of incorporating/including children in life rather than stopping life to raise children.
I’m not yet a parent, but hope to be soon, and this approach is definitely one I will attempt to adopt (within reason).
Beautiful photographs, I feel like I am in the gallery with him.
I enjoyed modern art galleries more when I was a kid, particularly modern art galleries. I think there was a freedom when I didn’t realise how ignorant I was about the various philosophies and concepts which play such a big role in modern art. Looking at these photos brings back happy memories. 🙂
The exhibition looks incredible. And those braces. Adorable.
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