From one extreme to the other.No this is not my bathroom, but that of my hostess at an after art opening dinner for my friend Tim.The entire apartment is filled with paintings and tasteful mixtures of old and new, all in a soft palette and just divine.This is the kind of thing I love about New York.
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A friend saw this photo and said "I know where that is...its the MoMA.Nope!This museum is a gem and just blocks from my pied a terre in NYC.Love the cafe in the bright glass enclosed central court.Mostly adore the variety of exhibitions in the manageable little galleries.This day I saw 17 drawings by Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres (1780–1867).The first was done when he was 13 years old.My sons couldn't even set the table at that age.
This may look like a presentable restroom to your eye, but let me assure you that it was pretty disgustingly dirty, as were the other 2 restrooms I used.Yes I was there for several hours exploring the new Art of the Americas wing,theNew American Cafe,the Chihuly installation and various exhibitions.My two favorites were Degas and the Nude and Beauty as Duty: Textiles and the Home Front in WWII Britain.I love this museum and vow not to let years go by before I return.Might bring a sani-wipe when I do.
Another thwarted restroom stop. Museums usually come up with a more elegant way of dealing with this.Still I was excited to make my first visit to this no longer new museum.Loved the interior, the cafe, the shop and the thought provoking exhibit Dance:Draw which we initially mistook-due to the ticker taker's accent- for an artist called Dan someone. It took 3 repetitions before we got straightened out..