As we were looking at some pieces in the permanent exhibit, the youngest began to get a little squirrelly. A museum guard, a bear of a man, came over and quietly held out his hand and said, "Come with me." Hand up, head down, he walked quietly into the other room. I exchanged a look with his brothers and we followed to find the guard bending down and pointing at
Twins I and II (second from top.) "You and your brothers can go inside, if you go one at a time." Pure delight to be inside those sculptures, finding the letters of their names and Pi and Omega and "a table" depending on your perspective.
Song of Songs III and IV (third photo) can also be experienced from the inside. As could the Richard Serra sculpture (photo 4) though I did not go in, I could hear their laughter as they raced through. There was a secret room (
Tending (Blue) by James Turrell), accessed through doors set into a berm. The boys came upon the doors and swung them open without a thought, traveling the tunnel that lead to a small space open only to the sky.
I marveled that they did not hesitate to go through that door or down that tunnel. I know if I asked them what their favorite part of the trip was they would say, "The screen at Cowboy stadium," or "the Aquarium," but I would vote for the forty-five minutes we spent here. I think either Charles, Kuralt or Osgood, would agree with me.