Location Scouting In Wakayama
Notes from a photographer
A ding of a bell echos through the linoleum hallway. The bell is from the front desk of the art museum. I had never heard that sound in an art museum before, especially not one this large. A single customer pinging to be let in, the staff absent, not expecting another guest today. I was in the Museum of Modern Art, and these types of places required both expanse and…