Eye to Eye
We are walking inside the museum. We are feeling that kind of excitement, the same as children get when it’s Christmas.
We know not everyone feels this way but it is ok. If they prefer to go shopping instead, it is ok. We would feel safe inside the museum.
You can find us later or we will find you. Most likely you’ll come to us. We will still be here.
Sometimes we do our research before, other times we just enter because everyone is talking about it. Either way, we are never entirely sure what to expect and that excites us.
Whether it is that kind of mythical paintings you cannot believe you are in their presence or that sculptures that catch your eye, we feel so glad to be witnesses of such beauty.
We understand the unexpected course an exhibit can take, how many wars must have escaped, how many hands must have touched it, or just appreciate the genius mind of its creator.
I say “we” because we are a legion of people, the museum people. Not the biggest group of people but surely we are passionate. It is hard for us to be apart from them. We may now appreciate them even more. Remembering that big line all around the corner, waiting to enter the Warsaw Rising Museum in Poland, may seem like a dream now.
Slowly walking, passing masterpiece after masterpiece inside the Louvre, that would gives us such a thrill.
Time traveling is a skill not many people possess.
We just hope that we may have the same stamina again to wonder around for hours. Just to have the chance to experience these feelings all over again.
We can find the patience to wait for their opening again. We are reasonable people. Not the revenge kind. We are not here for blood.
Did you know doctors prescribe visits to museums as a therapy process?
We just want our museums. For our health’s sake.
Can we Eye to Eye on this?