Art Exhibit on Brown Versus Board of Educaiton Essay -- African Americ

Like A Fish out of Water Ill be the first to admit it I cannot understand art for the life of me. That universe said, Im somehow always tricked into thinking I do. Ive tried my hand at being one of those intellectuals who goes to art museums for recreation, and enjoys analyzing pictures, paintings and monochromic blobs. exclusively e genuinely time I drag myself to a museum, I end up discovering the same three truths about myself 1. Im horrible at grasping the artists message. 2. I get frustrated with things I dont understand. 3. When I get frustrated, I get mad. That being said, it was just natural that I go to the Krannert Art Museum to see the brown v. Board of Education exhibit. Ive never been to the Krannert Art Museum, and honestly did not expect very much. I mean, how much worthwhile art can a college museum in the middle of a cornfield house? I cautiously entered the building, trying to stimulate like I had been there before. The gold en rule of playing such a part is simple never make eye contact. Once that happens, the jig is up. Somebody will realize I belong in the computer labs north of Green St. and immediately deport me back to the banks of boneyard. So I began calmly racing through the museum, never stopping to look at signs, (regular visitors dont need to look at signs) hoping to find a giant Brown v. Board of Education sign somewhere. And after a couple of laps around the building, I found where I needed to be. I was actu bothy impressed with the arrive of people who were checking out the exhibit. I expected to be the only one in the room, but instead saw a good number of people, for the most part African-American, slowly inspecting every piece. I guess there are peopl... ...ny thing is, my parents came to America to raise a family in a better standard of animated than India. They wanted all of their children to obtain a quality education and receive opportunities unavailable to t hem as youth. But without Brown v. Board, I would have been better move out growing up in India. The message of Arundhati Roys portrait was simple the civil rights movement affected much than Black America it opened doors for all minorities.I took a step back from the portrait, and started walking out of the art museum. An as I left the museum, I did so with a little more gratefulness. While I may not understand the giant pile of bricks in the foyer, or why a man inside an imac keeps shouting do you understand?, I realized it doesnt matter. Not everybody is cut out to be the art-connoisseur. But hey, at least I have the opportunity to hand it a shot.