Last week I wrote about my escapades in Manhattan with my children (and husband), and promised more to come. I know those of you in Baristaville have been desperately awaiting the next post so here it is.
As you’ll recall we spent roughly 24 hours on Day One at the Museum of Natural History. On the second day of our world wind tour of kid-friendly sites in the city, I chose The Metropolitan Museum of Art. Okay, this one is not so kid-friendly if you happen to be under eight and male.
We tried to make it as much fun as possible for my son, who’s seven, by taking him first to the Egyptian Art Collection with its extraordinary display of tombs and mummies, followed by its astonishing Roman Period Temple of Dendur. The temple, surrounded by a moat, is resurrected in the Sackler Wing with its two-story window wall overlooking Central Park. The room itself is a work of art, but the grandeur and glory of the museum and it’s contents was lost on Vovie.
Regardless, we persisted in attempting to interest him, and pursued the Arms and Armor collection. That was sure to please a little boy with an intense interest in weaponry from the Pirate Period and unnerving violent tendencies. But when he repeatedly said he wanted to die so as to end his misery, we realized we need to curtail our plans.
We made a quick jaunt through the Picasso exhibit, which is the museum’s first to focus exclusively on works by the artist. It features 300 works including paintings, drawings, sculptures and ceramics, never before seen in their entirety, which are on view until August 1.
At this point, both my kids and my husband forced me to dash past all the great works of art, preventing me from learning anything about them. My husband liked to look and go, preferably simultaneously so as not to impede the speed at which he could exit the museum.
Kevin, it turned out, was quite compatible with our children in visiting museums. It seemed he had the same attention span and level of interest. Conversely, I actually liked to know what I was looking at.
Eventually, I gave up trying to enjoy myself much to my family’s relief, and took the kids to the Roof Garden where the special exhibit, Big Bambu: You Can’t, You Don’t and You Won’t Stop, had just opened. I discovered the exhibit in a New York Times article and was thrilled its opening week coincided with our trip. Check out a video clip of it’s creation with artists’ commentary here. It’s pretty cool.
And even if the exhibit wasn’t cool, I loved it anyway – just for the name – which could only be a tribute to the great and the mighty Beastie Boys. This continually evolving creation, great and mighty itself, is set to reach 50 feet high and 100 feet long, and was a virtual bamboo forest created by the artists and twin brothers, Doug and Mike Starn, and a team of rock climbers. Small groups of visitors can take guided tours up into the monumental bamboo structure through bamboo pathways that lead roughly 20 to 40 feet into the air above the Roof Garden. Unfortunately, for us, though, no children under 10 are permitted.
After Big Bambu, my kids’ favorite exhibit, it was time for big lunch. We left the Met, grabbed some pizza, and then it was off to the Central Park Zoo.