My trip to the museum continues with Inside The Cloisters. Warning: if you’re very religious you might want to take a chill pill before continuing with this post. We’ll wait…
I’m not making fun of your religion. I’m just having fun.
This chick nearly got me in trouble. Because my camera flash went off and there’s no flash photography inside. And she’s like “Oh you’ve given me a headache. I’m calling the guards. Guards?” I had to pay her off. I gave her a nickel. She was ecstatic.
The stained-glass didn’t need flash.
Screw the art. The building itself was gorgeous.
The doors and fixtures…
Here he is on a donkey… on a cart.
Here’s some dead people.
This dude was my favorite.
I guess you can tell I didn’t read any of the descriptions. I was having too much fun to make it into a lesson. I live nearby, so I’ll probably go back. The gardens are beautiful. I didn’t want to take pictures in the gardens because all the people were chilling.
For my next trip I want to make it down to the actual Met. And see the permanent collection. Maybe get some pictures. Piss off some guards. You know, the usual.
Until next time,