Can you hear it?: Museum musings

Something I have done for over fifteen years now is to go to the museum and stream-of-consciousness write stories. I go with a notebook and pen, walk around, and when a work strikes me, I stand in front of it, and scribble out a a story as it comes to me. The idea to do this was inspired by an exercise I had in an improv class, back when I was studying theatre and film in an acting conservatory. We had to look at a piece of art and describe what we saw, allowing ourselves to embellish it into a story. I'm not a very visual guy. So when I went to museums, especially art museums, I never felt like I could properly appreciate the things I would see. I would look at them, think to myself, "this is nice" or "I like this color" and then move on. I didn't really feel I was connecting with the painting. I am, however, a very linguistic person. I read a lot up until my 20s, where I got distracted by other things, and now in my 40s, I'm getting back at it. I wrote a lot too. I studied…

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