This weekend, we had a friend fly in from out of town because it was his last chance to catch the Murakami exhibit at MOCA.
We waited in line for nearly an hour just to get in.
The crowd inside looked more like they were at a super hip concert than an art gallery. Fantastic energy.
When I got to the flower room, I couldn’t possibly stop smiling. What a great day. Here’s a sample. Enjoy!