Stedelijk Museum

Guus took my hand, telling me to close my eyes. I did and followed her, puzzled but intrigued. Bumping into people on our way (‘Sorry, I can’t see!’) she led me to a room where I was told to open my eyes and as I looked around, I was stunned. It was magnificent, an entire room with walls painted white, covered with tiny, black butterflies cut out from cardboard. Everywhere I looked, their little stuck-out wings greeted me. I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to leave.