My Universe.
Ta-Nehisi Coates, a blogger I follow over at The Atlantic, visited The Met earlier this week and had some very nice things to say. The best part, which I think captures the essence of The Met perfectly, is this:
"The Met is a universe, and each wing is a galaxy, and in each galaxy there and stars and planets tugging at the imagination. You come in with your heart set on seeing Hercules shooting his bow, but instead you end up staring at a nomad queen's golden crown."
Granted, my office is more like the black hole of this universe, but if you're going to be sucked into oblivion, I can't think of a better universe in which it could happen.
"The Met is a universe, and each wing is a galaxy, and in each galaxy there and stars and planets tugging at the imagination. You come in with your heart set on seeing Hercules shooting his bow, but instead you end up staring at a nomad queen's golden crown."
Granted, my office is more like the black hole of this universe, but if you're going to be sucked into oblivion, I can't think of a better universe in which it could happen.
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