My experience began at the entrance of the Whitney Museum, where the ticket price was free for people ages 18 or younger, which was awesome since I am 17. The building looked average, not too old, wide, long, or fancy. The Whitney only had 8 floors, 3 of which were off limits, and featured sculptures and paintings. I continued by entering the museum, where I was forced to turn in my bag and retrieve it later. The first exhibit that caught my eye was an intricate pattern, which looks like it was made out of copper wire. It is clear that this piece of art took lots of time, talent, and creativity to create. Although I believe that this does not directly represent any specific view, this artwork seems to represent various abstract flowers. This artwork also reminds me of dream catchers because of its intersecting lines that create a net. 

     The rest of the floor had other patterns and photos that were made out of various cottons, cloths, plastics, glass, paper, and concrete, but no artwork really popped out and seemed special, so I continued onto the 7th floor. When I stepped off the staircase, I saw a 2 meter tall rectangular shiny metal pole with a 10 by 10 centimeter base. I believe that this was a horrible piece of art because it had no complexity. It is like clay that hasn’t been molded. As I continued, I enjoyed an artwork that balanced masses on both sides of a stick because it reminded me of torque problems in physics.

     Other than that artwork, the rest of the floor had average paintings, landscapes, abstracts, and portraits, so I continued to the top floor.

     The top floor was uneventful and small. I was greeted by a coffee shop, past that there were a bunch of plants, no artwork to be seen. 

     Finally, I went to the 3rd floor, where there were three art exhibits: a video of someone painting their face completely black, an abstract piece of art, and a picture of a Native American. None of these artworks stood out to me, so I went to pick up my bag and ended my tour of the Whitney Museum.