This is another post about the Museum of Glass!
Not just because I didn't so as much this past weekend (Well, we DID drive back to Corning...) but because I have more thoughts.
There are two things you need to know to understand this:
1) I am not generally a fan of art museums, unlike my husband and one of my friends I was travelling with.
2) I got my first smartphone (a tracfone) at the end of December. 2016. Yes, really.
I had a blast at the Museum of Glass. Not just the history parts - I love history museums, absolutely love living history, and am really excited about artifacts from the past (This is why I liked the Met so much). I liked the funny glass sculptures and the concept pieces. I read the descriptions and even thought about them — though some of them I think they put more artistry into the description than into the art piece.
I was taking pictures. I had that cheap little smartphone out, and I took pictures of everything.
And, you know what? It kept me engaged. It kept me looking at the things in front of me. Even if I was tweeting, too. This is the most fun I’ve at a museum in, like… ever. Well, ever at a non-living-history museum in my adult life.
I find this fascinating. Especially with all the pushback in media about — ha — taking in too much media, sticking too much to a phone, to our computers — I find it entertaining how much having a phone engaged me in the event.
And now I have a load of photos. Prickly kitty!