After breakfast in Quincy Market, we burrowed down to the subway for a trip up the Green line E route to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts. Nancy and I parted ways and followed of different interests. The collection of paintings featured the renown artists of their day showing many colonist and revolutionary's. The gallery's were large and the museum provided thousands of square feet on three floors to exhibit a wide variety of art. I wandered around looking at: photographic prints, fine art, per-Columbian artifacts, the work of silver smiths, native American pieces and many other exhibits. Nancy went for the jewelry, furniture, European artist and the gift shop. The Museum was joy for the eyes, inspiration for the soul and history for the mind.
Nancy on the 2nd floor landing. I am standing next to a 30 glass sculpture. |
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