I wanted to treat my eyes to something special.
Between classes, my internship, and my own personal leisure time, I’ve spent countless hours staring at screens this semester. I also hadn’t left the Emory bubble for anything except work since Winter Break. So with a rare free afternoon, I decided to finally put my membership to the High Museum to good use.
I love all of the natural light that fills the space. I also love that it is an enormous building.
Four floors with countless wings and alcoves, all filled with incredible art. My journey to the top was filled with beautiful marble pieces.
Cleopatra, one of my favorites
I love the attention to detail in this one, down to the sockless foot.
I took my time in the American art galleries, listening to music at first but then decided to enjoy the comfortable silence.
You seem to travel through time as you make your way up to the top, with brighter pops of color and more contemporary shapes and mediums lining the way.
Another personal favorite, especially the pops of color!
I fell in love with several pieces on the top floor, and most of them were in one particular gallery.
Tiniest doors I’ve seen in a while. They come up to my waist. I wonder if they go to a magical realm or something.
I would love to have this in print form…
I didn’t get a good shot of the infamous Anish Kapoor piece, a giant stainless steel concave dish, but I was able to get a close shot…
The visual effects had my head spinning for a minute. I absolutely love this piece and I promise to get a good picture of the whole thing when I go back!
Some of the pieces made me laugh.
I love the title of this one. Three Ways to Send a Message: Telephone, Telegram, Tell a Woman
Some made me think.
But all of them made me smile.
I just sat there for a while, taking it all in. The longer I stayed and the more I saw, the better I felt. With my batteries recharged, I set out to leave and a mannequin caught my eye. Encouraged by a strong, cold wind, I headed into another section of the museum.
And fell in love.
Iris Van Herpen has an exhibit with some of the most stunning pieces I’ve ever seen.
This looks like it might be uncomfortable and definitely not my size, but I would love to wear it.
The line was full of cool textures and intricate details, down to the birds in this dress…
I walked through all three floors, quietly fangirling, and finally dragged myself back into the cold. “I could definitely live here.” I thought. Chances are the High Museum isn’t renting out residential space anytime soon, but maybe I should inquire about this little cottage on the outskirts?
All in all, it was a great way to spend Galentine’s Day.