Pompidou Centre…a love/hate relationship

There’s a million reasons for me to adore the Centre Pompidou. Not only do the exhibitions generally rock…except for the Yves Klein one I saw in December which just left my yawning, but there’s hardly ever a line and there’s easy access to free toilets. Which is no small feat. The view is always the best in the city when using the outside escalators. They also have free internet. Since whomever I was stealing internet access from came wise and installed a password I’ve been making daily visits. But now they have blocked access to myspace. Why? I’m quite unsure, so I guess I must break down and pay for internet at some time.

When you come in the main entrance there is an installation piece in which large stuffed vinyl body parts in netting drop from the ceiling. It was interesting enough to make me stop for a second. But my favorite this to watch was this kid’s reaction. Every time one would fall and jolt just before hitting the ground this kid would applaud and cheer. Every time. He rules.