Admission restrictions
The Museum reserves the right to refuse entry to any visitor with any of the following prohibited items:
Illegal items or substances
Outside food or drinks, including alcoholic beverages (unless sealed or for family or medical purposes)
Selfie sticks, tripods, monopods, and any professional video equipment
Any object larger than 11" × 17" × 5"; luggage of any size or type; large umbrellas; sporting goods; recreational equipment such as e-scooters, recreational scooters, skateboards, wagons, or hoverboards; shoes with wheels, roller skates, roller blades or any other wheeled items
Recreational scooters and e-scooters
Marking materials such as paint, adhesives, epoxies, or glues. Colored pencils, crayons, and markers are also not allowed. Only pencils are allowed for drawing and sketching in the galleries.
Banners and signs, confetti, balloons, plants, and flower arrangements
Costumes, including masks that cover the full face
Pets (with the exception of service animals, which must be leashed and attended at all times)
Weapons of any kind; firearms of any type and/or ammunition; cutting tools, including knives, scissors, and blades; tools and tool parts; any “dual-use” items that could be considered dangerous to people or art, including hammers, saws, sharp objects, poles, and sticks
Hazardous materials, including pepper spray, mace, and other chemical compounds or biological agents that could be considered toxic, including flammable liquids, aerosols, fuels, fireworks, toxic chemicals, and explosives
Drones, unmanned aerial devices, survey balloons, photography mini-copters, and any flying device
Portable speakers or other devices that may be used to amplify sound; airhorns; musical instruments
Any other items that could put the art or visitors at risk, to be determined at the sole discretion of The Museum of Modern Art
Other visitors' reviews of The Museum of Modern Art
Show More ReviewsUpon first seeing the original "Starry Night" on the fifth floor of MoMA, Van Gogh's swirling eddies were more turbulent than I had imagined; I could almost hear the paint roaring across the canvas. Passing through the installation art area, I was engulfed by Yayoi Kusama's Infinity Mirror Room—millions of my own reflections floated and sank in points of light, instantly disorienting me. In the contemporary art gallery, Duchamp's urinal remained playfully placed, next to which lay apple cores left by visitors. Most movingly, in the rest area, I saw an elderly man with white hair copying Mondrian; his trembling brushstrokes held the lingering warmth of the 20th century.