Bertjan Pot studio:
It was raining in Minneapolis, so we went to the MIA, Minneapolis Institute of Art. At first glance, we felt lucky because it was “free Thursday.” But in museum speak that translates to “how much would you like to donate?” If you give too little, you must put up with the shameful eye roll. Really? Either invite us in or charge us a fee!
Once inside the museum, you have to deal with the surly security guards working for minimum wage just so they can reprimand adults, teens, and kids for getting too close to the art. “Stop! Don’t touch the art!”
The whole experience seems odd in 2017. On the other hand, the Mill Museum invited all to experience it with all five senses. Go there!
I woke up thinking about luchadores? Yes I did. I thought I might find some masks to post. While it was cool to see the photos of the real Nacho Libre, I still liked Jack Blacks version better. Sorry Fr. Nacho. And there were way too many images of Santo, Lucha Libre, and Mistico to choose from. I decided to scrap the idea. And then like an unexpected flying leap from the ropes, I stumbled upon a black and white photo of ” Santo con helado(ice-cream)” and oneof L’ange blanc playing pinball, and Hurricane Ramirez, ” the prince of silk” smoking a pipe- all with their colorful masks on. Awwwwww-the human side of these macho mad men! So many touching moments to choose from. But in the end, I kept revisitingthis photo of the Blue Demon. I imagined it was for his high- school yearbook. Crazy I know. Any chance I wondered if he was voted most likely to body slam an opponent?