The Museums of NYC

Those of you who travel, have seen a lot of different things, and can sometimes be bored by museums and stuff…for me, I could go back and spend the entire day at The Met. The Museum of Modern Art was nice and we went to see the three paintings we wanted to see. Because we were on a tight schedule to make sure we got to see the “Must see” items, we were limited by time for each museum.

For MoMA, Museum of Modern Art, the goal was Starry Night by Vincent Van Gough.

Starry Night by Vincent Van Gough, painted 1889

But while there found others close by that we also wanted to see.

The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali, 1931

What surprised me about both of these painting was how small they were. Not that that was a distraction but compared to Claude Monets Water-Lilies, which covered an entire wall(a big wall), the size contrast were surprising.

One panel of Claude Monet’s Water Lilies, Painted 1914-1926

This is why art is subjective to each individual but amazing to all regardless. When we went to The Met, we each had a must see item. To my daughter it was the Egyptian exhibit and to me it was the armor room with life size horses in their armored shields. I don’t know how they even moved. And the weight, good grief.

Same thought goes with the Knights in shining armor, how in the world did they move. And I can’t imagine how hot they were.

While the armor was confined in a large expansive room, the Egyptian exhibit was several rooms, including a life size replica of a temple.

This sarcophagus was empty but the inside lid was carved.

Museums are not just amazing things to see from an artist’s mind, but the history they tech us is well worth exploring them. We hope to go back and just do a museum run so that we can explore more there.

If you go see the sights of any city, remember to be respectful and kind. I was taken back by the kindness we found in a huge city of New York and having spent most of my young adult life in Atlanta, this was surprising. Maybe the tragedy of 9/11 reminded all of us of the power and purpose of kindness.

In Cometh March

While I am technically not located in Hail Alley (those states in the center of the country from Texas to North Dakota), Iowa can still see some damage from hail. Today is March 3rd and where I come from hail comes from those tall thunderheads during the summer…its not even spring yet. (Sigh) But as the saying goes…and it works pretty good for Iowa…If march comes in like a lamb, it will go out like a lion or if it comes in like a lion it goes out like a lamb. I would not call this coming in like a lion but get whiz this stuff hurts when you are running to your house from the car. Hopefully this small pea size hail did not dent my car.

Bouncing on the roof like tiny ping pong balls
Nope, its not snow.
More non-snow
Poor plant trying to come back from his winter nap.

Well here’s hoping the rest of March is calm…wouldn’t bet on it but you can always hope. Even though Mother Nature is choosing not to be kind, we can outdo her and always be kind.

9/11 Never Forget

Will We Ever…

Will we ever be able to stand by one another in unity and peace?

It would be like fresh cool water from a spring being poured over our heads to cool the unrelenting heat of anger that we don’t even understand.

Will we ever be able to support one another in unity and peace?

It would be like adding a soothing ointment that softens the wounds of war and heals the ugly scars we cause on one another.

Will we ever be able to love one another in unity and peace?

It would be like the valleys of heaven descended upon us to show us the beauty and kindness of life that we all were supposed to enjoy.

Will we ever be able?

This poem was first published in Reflections & Revelations, The Short of It, Volume 2, 2022.

It was based on Psalm 133 of the Bible, NIV version. So many of the Psalms are prayer songs that tried to understand the meanness of the world while hoping for better days.

We will never understand the meanness, hurt, and desolation of war. Our inner nature is to love…as he first loved, so war makes no sense.

When we visited the 9/11 Memorial in New York City, the immensity of that place was hallowed. No loud sounds could be heard from other onlookers. Even the sounds of the city seemed muted. Soft cries from people were heard as they placed their hands on the memorial wall that surrounded the massive holes in the ground. The walls surrounding the fountain was filled with the names of loved ones who were killed in the towers or rescue workers who were killed trying their best to save at least one person. Memories of that day still fill my mind, as I was in the Atlanta airport getting ready to board a plane when the airport was shut down. Knives and box cutters were later found in the trashcans around the airport proving another plane was scheduled to be used. How could that much hate be filtered into people against other people? In my mind and heart, I know why but I still ask the questions of why. Below are pictures I took while we were at the memorial. While we don’t want to dwell on this particular travesty, we need to pray for the hatred and unrest filling our planet in so many locations. And we lift our arms to God above to come quickly before we fully implode in anger.

The massive holes in the ground from the destruction of these two building were turned into fountains. In the background is the new 1 Tower World Trade Center building.

More than 2,000 lives were taken that day.

This is a bronze memorial for this horrific day and the many rescue workers that tried to make a difference. They did.
The Oculus Transportation Hub of the World Trade center.

Around the Oculus are wonderful statues by Gillie and Marc proving the beauty of wildlife and animals. Their whimsical art statues of animals doing things humans do gives you a light smile for a very sad place because people are not the only creatures on this planet that are purposely attacked.

The entire gang is out for a ride in the big city leaving an open seat for anyone to join.

We should always remember that if we try, truly try, we can find goodness in each of us and can work together to find and maintain happiness. It starts with being kind.

Always Be Kind