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.