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Now, I’m a fairly openminded person, but some of the stuff at Frankfurt’s Museum für Moderne Kunst (Museum of Modern Art) is seriously weird shit.

There’s the table, for a start.

Half of it’s inside the building.

The other half’s outside the building, 3 stories above the pavement.

And there’s a bloody gale blowing through the gap.

And lots of of Beuys, some of which I like – the audio installation, where he endlessly whispers “Ja, ja, ja, ja ….Nee, nee, nee, nee” with varying intonations from a range of speakers – and some of which are beyond belief.

“Stag struck by lightning” which looks to my skilled artistic eye like scrap metal suspended over a collection of human beer turds.

But – then again – what do I know?

This one is a classic “Untitled” from their permanent collection and I always go and talk to them.

“Hey Adolf, how is it down there in Mexico? Still limping then, Josef? Heard you sold the Mercedes dealership in Asuncîon, Martin. Are they keeping the “Automobilos Bormann” name or are they rebranding?”

I swear they waved back the other day…..