Met Museum, again

Another trip to the Metropolitan Museum on a very rainy day in NY yesterday.   I saw an amazing self-portrait by Rembrandt, which is its own special exhibit.

It became a day for looking at Old Master paintings...   I still find myself amazed at the sheer variety and fecundity of the human impulse to create art, as I wander through the museum, looking at Japanese screen paintings created at the same time as Rembrandt's paintings.   Saw some 6th Century Japanese bells,  about 3 feet high, all of which they buried, for reasons no one knows.  

We had dinner with my stepmother and her niece and husband at a very exclusive club in the basement of the Sherry-Netherlands Hotel.  A glimpse at a very different planet from the one we normally inhabit.