Recently, I was able to visit the Met (AKA, the Metropolitan Museum of Art). We started out in 19th- and early 20th- century paintings but spent a big chunk of time going through the modern and contemporary section. There were a couple of reflective things that I felt like I needed to take my own picture in:
I forget who the artist was of this one, but I know he was very old and from someplace warm, like Italy or the Middle East. There was some very intricate work going on with the curved and cut mirror that was really cool to study.
This was a giant bowl of little hexagons. It felt like looking through a pair of glasses that aren't meant for your eyes. The room that both of these mirrors were in was the best part about the modern art. The rooms we went through later made me angry, as modern art tends to do.
Friday, March 16, 2012
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