Coming into the museum after midnight made me a little nervous. I gently pushed open the door, half expecting it to be locked even if the glass entryway was boldly marked “24/7” in vinyl. A gracious woman, perhaps sensing my trepidation welcomed me in, pointed toward the entrance and mentioned a few highlights, things tucked away that we might miss and we went in, feeling mischievous and exhilarated to be in one of these temples of art past bedtime.