This is the best exhibition I have seen in Europe so far, probably because I haven't been to the most famous museums, but I have visited a few smaller exhibitions and it is basically not satisfactory. The exhibits inside are like handing in a composition, the beauty of the writing is not important, enough words, no grammatical mistakes. Only the Guggenheim Museum makes me think that her exhibits are like a housewife, picking furniture for her new home, picky, eventful, and the pursuit of perfection. Buying furniture with her must be hard, she must be annoying, but in the end this home is renovated, you admit from the heart "it's so beautiful."