Ten Things to Love in What Is Now the US’s Largest Modern Art Museum
Standing on the second floor of San Francisco’s newly opened Museum of Modern Art, admiring the bright red elevator doors, I was approached by a maintenance worker who asked me, “Do you like that color?”
“I do.”
“Then don’t miss the bathroom.” He pointed. “It’s right around the corner.”
Obediently, I circled past the coat check and into the men’s room. The sight astonished me; it was like walking into a tomato. Every surface and door, from floor to ceiling, was painted brilliant crimson.