Yesterday, my cousin* and I went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where I was lucky enough to see my favorite painting ever, John Singer Sargent‘s Madame X. It was so nice to just wander through the museum, I loved seeing all the different exhibits (and I squealed when I saw the decorative rooms).
I’m kinda again with the crappy today, but yesterday was good.
I think I need a week or two to crawl into a warm, dark hole. But since that is not in the offing, I am going to work on what’s bothering me. Bleh.
Megan
*I introduced her to North & South last night. She was suitably entranced.
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Ok, I so cannot imagine you squealing not even over Clive.
Megan, I too love Madame X. In fact, I have to visit her everytime I go to the museum. Leanna and I both had our Madame X moment twice this fall.
This is one of my favorite paintings of all time too. How could it not be? Haven’t seen Madame X in a while, but up close it’s really a wonder.