San Antonio, TX

San Antonio Museum of Art

I thought this was a bench at first.
Man and woman kiss.

Both positions look rather uncomfortable.
Man is stretched to his limits and woman is confined in a cramped position.
Both would fall without the support of the other. 

Man spreads out extending toward the woman. His body covers the entire distance.
Man may hold more influence in the relationship and have to go to great lengths.

Woman crouches lower and holds less space. She bears the weight of man.
She does not have to reach far, but she also has less room. She has capacity to extend further.

Unease of sloping away into a void sky. On the left, regularity and ordinariness of city. Society is a construct. Veering off it to the right, abstract blankness. Just a plain color palette. Wiped away into pure base elements.

Man is a hollow shell filled by pillars of virtue.

What if the Egyptians actually did master coming back in the after life? But because they couldn't master art, they all come back in 2-D.

Is the white space forefront or is the black space?
    Are you defined by who you are or who you aren't?
        Are you negative and identify yourself by the things you dislike?
            Or are you positive and bring about the things you do like?

The piece is the words "Is you is or is you ain't?"

Reminds me of particle scattering from a linear collider. Except it's twisted at the bottom. Spirals like a wire. Feynman, theorize a physics out of this.
 

Gold laurels from like 200 B.C. How does something so fragile and valuable survive for two thousand years?

 Some of the crappiest drawings I've seen on display.

My reaction when I see this chicken scratch.

San Antonio got these electric scooters on city streets like the way kids leave them scattered around a neighborhood. You can rent them with a mobile app for a dollar plus fifteen cents for each minute.

I bet you could hack the scooter computer for free rides. It's just a scooter with like, a phone in it. How sophisticated can it be? You'd just have to sniff the Wi-Fi packets. Then decrypt the authentication key. Then inject a fake certificate or override the authentication check and...

Actually, seems like a lot of work to save two fifty on a ride. You could just hack a bank to just pay for the rides. But I guess hacking a scooter might draw less attention.

Eventually, some fifteen year old who got into MIT but couldn't afford to go will hack one of these things and make the news. Then of course every TV show tech guy will be able to hack a scooter simply by waving their student ID and then escape from the bad guy going five miles an hour on it.