You retort that these are contemporary works and that their respective artists, at least some of them, are probably still alive and that there is surely a way to trace them, but your interlocutor gives you a shrug as his only answer. You inquire at the reception where you’re answered that it’s not an omission and that it’s a recurrent phenomenon. Placed under each of these works have no indication as to the identity of their author.
You quickly realize that the museum labels That their talk often run out of steam after only a few superlatives. During your visit, you hear here and there people praise their aesthetic qualities, All around you are presented works fromĭifferent times and places, some famous, others less so.
