Personal Narrative: Trapped Inside The Art Museum

When I was younger, my dad and I used to go on dates to the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art. Although I haven’t been there for over five years now, I still remember one piece of art that took my breath away; not because of the beauty of the artwork, but because of the shiver it sent down my spine, and the uneasy feeling I had when I looked at it. The piece of art that made me so apprehensive was a wax model of a museum security guard. The intricate detail of the figure, including the pores in the skin and the hair on the knuckles, left me wondering if this man were going to suddenly leap forward and yell, “Gotcha!”

As a Chinese immigrant who moved to the US when I was in 5th grade, I have always been fascinated by the diverse backgrounds of people in the city. My interest in history was sparked at ten years old, on my first field trip to The Tenement Museum on the Lower East Side. I was interested in the culture and background of the families who lived in those buildings at that time.

The McNay art museum is a fantastic and beautiful place. There has a historic story about this museum. Mrs.McNay, the founder of the McNay art museum, collected many of 19th and 20th century European and American painting. After she died, she left her collection of more than 700 works of art and established the first museum modern art in Texas in 1954. This museum collects many of historic paintings, photography, metal work and sculptures. My favorite section of that museum is featured exhibitions. When I walked in, I felt I was in the fashion show; there have many of awesome costumes. Those costumes are so amazing and beautiful; each costume all has some word on it and make those costumes become meaningful. I just found out those costumes

During Parent’s Weekend at Marquette, my family and I went to the Haggerty Art Museum. While I pleaded with my family to not go, as I am not a huge art fan, my Mom’s opinion overruled mine. From the outside, Haggerty looked like it would be small, but in reality, was quite large. When walking in, I immediately assumed that the art would not make any sense to me like at most art museums. However, I was quickly proven wrong as a lot of the art we saw was what I would consider impressive. They were not the drawings of a line or pieces that look like a child made them that you see at most museums, but what I call “real art”.

On my twenty-forth birthday, the seventh of May, my mother, the eminent, Whitney West Scooter, almost had a major myocardial infarction. After, I told her that her aspiring Michelangelo had withdrawn, that very day, from her alma mater the illustrious J. C. West Academy of Fine Arts. The only reason I attend the Academy, in the first place was to appease my mother, who believed every artist should hold an art degree. I spend the entire day with my mother and throughout breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I tried to penetrate her armor of resistance so she might understand my reason for leaving the Academy at the conclusion of my junior year. As I spoke, her facial expression took on the characteristics of a rabid dog about to pounce. And I swear

The Colorado History Museum was a phenomenal place to visit; it felt life like from being in my Colorado History class in college as well as in my high school ones. I had the ability to see what it was like living in Keota, as well as being a huge size person walking around the Denver area, and lastly saw a few pieces of clothing that were the Native Americans during Bent’s Fort. Every detail in the museum I tried paying attention too, because I did not want to miss anything.

This weekend I went to the Figge Art Museum to celebrate and learn about Dia de los Muertos with my friend Grace. While there, I learned that Day of the Dead is celebrated from October 31st through November 2nd and it originated in Mexico. I saw that you can celebrate Day of the Dead by putting things people liked when they were living, such as a drink, food, flowers, sports jerseys, even a box of cereal, in a shrine for them. Some people paint their faces to look like skulls with pretty or meaningful designs on them in color or in black and white and people decorate sugar skulls that you can eat with frosting. Crafts are also a big part of Day of the Dead. While Grace and I were at the Figge we saw several paper mache statues of skulls doing

I visited the Swedish American Museum. It was a nice, little, cozy museum that taught me a lot about the Swedes and their trip to America. The main exhibit focused on the immigration of the Swedes to Chicago and what they did when they got to Chicago. It was their dream to immigrate to Chicago, because in 1850, there was not a lot of jobs outside of the agricultural service leading to a lot of them being poor and there was a drought which kept crops from growing. Also, the Swedish came to America because they wanted to express their religion more and not be forced in to the army, which was what America promised. Another main reason on coming to Chicago was there were more jobs in the city and the Homestead Act of 1962 allowed people who settled

I live about an hour from Memphis, TN, and I recently spent two whole weeks planning a trip to the Memphis Brooks Museum of Art to view the exhibit, 'Intrude,' (a collection of giant, inflatable bunnies). My plan was to arrive at dusk, on a 'free,' day and stay long enough to see all the exhibits, the bunnies, and catch a $5.00 art class. Through a series of unfortunate events, sadly, I was not able to attend the Intrude Exhibit. I actually went through a mild depression afterward. This was just as well, because, while it is okay to 'gently pet and hug' the bunnies, actually full-on jumping on them is frowned upon, (that said, I know in my heart that is exactly what I would do!). So, I appreciate the kind of museums that give you larger

Jan van Eyck was active since 1422 and died in 1441. He was the most celebrated painter of the fifteen-century in Europe. One of his famous works is “The Last Judgment”. At first sight this work immediately attracted my attention. The painting’s stunning colors and the fact that it reminded me of a previous similar work I have seen, triggered in my mind. The material that is used is oil on canvas, transferred from wood. The size of this work is 22 1/4 *7 2/3 in. (56.5 * 19.7cm).

Last Thursday, I went to Native American museum. I heard the museum was built in just before three years. So the museum was very clean and beautiful. Also the building was built in modern style. But inside of the museum, a number of the relics were of considerable antiquity. We took on the tour with docent. Docent was a women who is a member of Navajo. Navajo is one kind of Native American tribe. She told of her tribe’s story, so I felt more truthful. At first, we saw the traditional boat. It was made of wood and some of them was made of straw. I was curious about that could really float. Because the boat was huge and heavy. She told to us, it was actually used in the tribe. Then we went to 4th floor and we saw various flag. Each of the flag

My experience to the Dallas Museum of Art was a bit different from the last time I had attended the museum. I was curious to see what pieces of art there would be and if it would be the same as the previous visit which was long ago, but to me all the pieces of art were so different and very interesting. It may have been because I saw all the pieces in a new perspective since learning about the different types of paintings there can be and knowing how and where sculptures come from. Even though I do not know much of art I really gave it a try into seeing what the artist may have wanted us to get out of his work. By reading a view of the chapters made me aware of art, I wouldn’t call myself an expert, but it was actually nice knowing that a

Over the thanksgiving break I visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The Met is an art museum in New York City that has a variety of ancient artwork from different cultures and time periods. There is paintings and sculptures from Ancient Egypt, Ancient Rome and Greece. The museum is additionally home to artwork from many different time periods including ancient Near Eastern Art, Middle Ages and Europe during the Renaissance. The Met also has artwork from many different religions such as Christianity and Islam. Each section in the museum had a specific artwork that attracted my attention.

After graduating from the University of Oklahoma, I started working at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum in Oklahoma City. For about a year, I worked with artists and authors to organize book signing events. Now, life has taken me to Texas, and I am currently working at the Houston Museum of Natural Science, the most visited museum in Houston. I have decided that a graduate degree in Museum Studies will help advance me in a career field in which I am very passionate. For my graduate research, I would like to delve deeper into museum theory, work to fully understand how guests interact with objects, learn how curators create exhibitions, and research the capabilities of digital technologies in the galleries.

What a blessing I had today to experience in my own eyes wonderful sights and scenes. Many of you already know that I 'm famous for the mystical experiences I’ve had with Jesus and God in the past. Perhaps you’ve read my book? The Book of Margery Kempe? Yes, I Margery Kemp, got the opportunity to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. There 's over thousands of beautiful artwork, one visit won 't suffice. I was captivated by everything I saw, but I was especially drawn into the magnificent gallery number 305.