NYC - The Metropolitan Museum of Art

 

Who knew a museum could be so fun?!

Maybe when it’s not just any museum in any city…

Maybe just when it’s the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City herself.

 

I am a museum geek/lover and have been to quite a few, but this was by far my favorite trip to date. The museum itself is gorgeous, not to mention the amazing collections they have inside.

My beloved Met:

 

When you have a man taking your picture, you must remember that he will do just that – take your picture. If you weren’t ready for the picture because you needed to make sure important gizmos were stored safely in your coat pocket before looking at the camera and smiling… well, this is what you’ll get ;)

To be fair, he did get my picture in front of the Met, which is what I asked for… details, details.

 

I think we were excited to be touring something from the inside instead of on the outside in the cold streets of New York.

No rushing because the cold was whipping our faces, no street signs or subway maps to interpret, just relaxed touring.

In our case: relaxation = goofy immaturity in a very nice establishment.

You can take the kids out of Kentucky, but you can’t take the Kentucky out of the kids.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I didn’t see them selling any tickets at the front door for the gun show…

 

Back to some sort of maturity:

I was amazed by the entire rooms transferred from mansions and castles from all over the world to the museum – furniture, chandeliers, sculptures, crownwork, ceiling and wall moldings, entire fireplaces – pictures do not do them justice.

This was definitely something new I hadn’t seen a museum do before – it was like touring the castles themselves. AMAZING!

 

Standing next to a piece from one of my favorite artists – Pablo Picasso!

{Side story: when choosing a name for our beloved pooch, I lobbied hard for the name Pablo. Nick vetoed and Hendrix was his name-o.}

 

Contemplating the amazing works of art he had seen thus far…

 

Nick and I both loved this one. From just a few feet away it just looked like a mess of spit-wads thrown on the wall. {classy description, I know - I should start looking into a new career as a museum curator now}

 

Just a little closer and you see the “spit-wads” are actually people!

I love tedious, detail oriented art!

 

A Jackson Pollock!

{Not tedious and detailed oriented…}

 

Art? Seriously, now?

 

I adore Andy Warhol and I adore this man standing beside an Andy Warhol.

Perhaps this should make the Christmas card this year?

 

Warhol, himself:

 

We spent several hours in the museum and didn’t make it through even a third!

AND it was the only one out of all the many wonderful museums New York has to offer that we made it to on our trip.

 

It’s all good though. Just more reasons to come back soon, no? ;)