My dad was the first one to take me to an art museum. He had an aunt who lived a few blocks from the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art when he was a kid, so when visiting during the summer, he and his brothers and sisters would sometimes wander down to the museum. He confessed he was interested in looking at the naked women.
So many years later, he took me and my sister to the same museum. And it was always a place of wonder for me. Not only for the “traditional” art – paintings and sculptures, but for the more non-traditional art like furniture and armor, things that held an intrinsic artistic value if you would just look for them.
Links to a few of my favorite things:
A few weeks ago, I heard that there was a touring display of Habsburg artifacts at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I promptly obtained a museum membership so I could participate in one of their free member nights to view the display. I rounded up Mr. Complicated and we went last Thursday.
The exhibition did not disappoint. We both enjoyed looking at the lavish displays of opulence.
After we were done with the exhibit, he wanted to show me around his museum. We only had about 45 minutes before the museum was going to close, so there was a lot of running around and promises to come back to take our time someday. And the things he most wanted to show me? The non-traditional pieces. We had never discussed my preference before (and to be clear, I DO enjoy paintings and sculptures, too!). He was just showing me his favorite things.
And when he took me to the Grand Salon room, which was dimly lit (unlike this photo – http://www2.artsmia.org/blogs/art-remix/the-remixes/colonial-legacy-in-the-french-salon/) and reminded me of the ballroom from Beauty and the Beast, he indulged in my flight of fancy and waltzed with me around the room until we were both laughing so hard we had to stop.
I love a man who can embrace my crazy and just go with it sometimes.
P.S. to my sister – Yes, I continued to furnish my imaginary house with all of the furniture in the museum. But if you’re nice to me, I’ll probably let you have some of it too. ;)