Strolled up to MoMA today to check out “Glossolalia: Languages of Drawing.” I love people who are stuck in their own heads, so an exhibition devoted to the “phenomenon of speaking a language that is undecipherable to all but the speaker” sounded pretty awesome. There were some familiars, such as Raymond Pettibon and Henry Darger, but Bruce Conner’s intricate, meditative drawings—he calls them “mandalas”—killed it for me.  Not bad for an old hippie.