Dancing with the Stars
I want my MoMa.
Can you imagine being the painting next to Starry Night?
You find out you’ve been invited to live in MoMA.
The Museum of Modern Art.
This is what you’ve dreamed of since you were a sketch.
So you get all dressed up. Put on your best frame.
They drive you to the museum.
You see the lines of people waiting outside.
Soon they’ll be begging for a non-flash photo with you.
You ride the elevator to Floor 5, the 1880s–1940s collection.
Your prestigious new address.
The steel doors open. Your heart’s pounding.
And then you see it.
The blank white wall.
Right next to Starry Night.
And suddenly,
You wanna Gogh.