Galleries, minds and exploration

I like walking around an art gallery. Some people struggle with them but the white walls don't bother me - I don't find them stark or harsh. It feels like I am walking around the artists mind and seeing their imagination at play.

There is no pressure to rush (except of course when closing time comes around) and it is strangely quiet like a church.

There's something wonderful about people walking around musing on and being stimulated by the ideas of others. I think it's because these people are keen not to accept things as they are, but instead to explore.