The Dallas Museum of Art was the complete opposite of what I imagined it to be like. Before attending the museum, I had very low expectations. When I thought of “art museum” I imagined dusty walls lined with undiverse and outdated art. I imagined a place old couples went to because they had nothing better to do with their time. A place where the past lingered and grew old as civilization quickly moved on and forgot about it. Fortunately, upon entering the Dallas Museum of Art on October 11, 2016, I was greeted with quite the opposite. I entered through the side with the large art mural. The mural seemed a beautiful mosaic that reminded me a lot of Van Gogh’s Starry Night. Entering the building I was greeted by a large ascending staircase and
