National Museum and other things. (IA5)

When I was younger, my parents would always make sure that I was able to go to all sorts of museums every now and then. I would always look forward to it because being a young girl, anything that was colorful was more than just appealing. I still remember drawing on the walls of our staircase with my jumbo crayola crayons and reasoning out that I was just trying to make my own museum in our home. Sadly, I didn’t get any pancakes for breakfast that week. As I grew older, I became more busy so the trips to museums eventually stopped in order to make room for things like academics and such. I was so happy when I found out that we had to give the National Museum a visit for class because it wasn’t interfering with anything academics related and I actually had the time to go!

The main hall of the museum displayed three things, this statue and a painting I forgot the name of and of course, the ever so famous Spolarium of Juan Luna.

I don’t think I’ve ever been in a museum with such a grand hall to have only three things displayed. (It must be the lack of memory or the choice of museums my parents have)

At first, I was kind of scared of the museum because every where I would look there would be a bust of something or someone out of the ordinary. It was creepy because the lighting in the museum added to the vibe of the busts but after a little bit, I started to have some fun with snapchat!

The lady guard who was watching over the exhibit was looking at me funny. I think she was scared I was going to knock something over since I was all over the place. I didn’t really think the museum would be as big as it was and by all means, was it huge. I got pretty tired by the time we reach the third floor but maybe it’s because my friends kept making me laugh and we were taking a lot of pictures.

I dream of having a hall like this with nothing but portraits of me and my family.

He thought the painting was beautiful. I did too. He was in the way though.

Does this remind anyone else of Antman because it reminds me so much of Antman

The photo above shows one of my personal favorites and I know it’s nothing special but for you maybe. I learned in class that art makes you feel things. It levels the perspective of the artist with your very own perspective. This painting shows a family gathered around their dining hall. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m a very family oriented person and they’re the people I miss on a daily basis since school takes up so much time and energy. I don’t see them everyday and I don’t get to talk to them that much either. Dinner time is the only time I do get to talk to them though and seeing this photo made me smile because It reminded me that I have so much to be grateful for. It made me more excited to come home to my family.

I’m glad I was given the chance to visit the national museum again because the last time I was there I could barely spell the word “christmas” right. I hope the next time I get to set foot in a museum I get to go in my free time without it having to do anything academics. Just pure leisure.