Musing on the museum

The boys now have a plethora of marble rear-ends on their cell phones. They giggled so much at all the nudity, and were also quite disturbed by the dis-membered (*ahem*) male statues.

J. outside the Temple of Dendur, a gift from Egypt in the 60's

L. and Van Gogh (Can't say THAT very often!)

Picasso "Nude Standing by the Sea"

Yes, we let him eat another hotdog. *sigh*

Degas

Byzantine Icon of the Presentation of Christ in the Temple

Egyptian Antiquities, oh, and J.!

He came, he saw, he conquered!

We had the chance to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC today--it was cool for us 'rents--the boys had fun 75% of the time, but were thoroughly unimpressed w/ Van Gogh, Picasso, Monet, ya know, all the good stuff. They preferred the armour, the guns, the swords, and the sculpture areas where most statues were missing arms, legs and private parts. Ah, boys! (J mentioned that he was throughly "disturbed" by the broken off, um, appendages.)

Parking was very easy, but as usual a bit pricey, but the museum was donation only. We capped the day with a lovely (accidental) tour through Harlem and once again realized that NYC is a cash city--you must have cash and change on you at ALL TIMES when navigating around here!