Frozen in Awe: a Moment in History.

6/24/15

This was the first full day of museum-ing since our arrival in NYC. We were all exhausted from our travels the day before. Yet, in the true Pacific Northwesterner spirit, we trekked through Central Park, anticipation hanging in the air. The park was beautiful; manmade beauty in a deceivingly natural facade. My camera was eager to snap away; but this time it was different. This time, I had a new camera than I normally use: a FujiFilm Instax. This small camera functions in a similar manner as an old-school polaroid does, only this one gives the shooter the freedom to manipulate the settings, the picture size is smaller and more intimate, and it’s a bit more detailed in the resulting images. The cassette hold ten light sensitive papers that are all very light weight and easy to tote.

I took some images of the iconic greenery staring back at us, capturing the organic nature with our bodies. Although I could’ve spent my entire cassette taking images of the scenery, something told me to wait.

Once we arrived at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I soon understood why it was great I listened to that voice inside my head.. Through all of the twists and turns located in the gallery, I soon found myself entranced by the Grecian sculpture/ artwork exhibition.

Busts of the Emperor Hadrian, carved funerary markers, recreated rooms with Frescoes decorating the walls as well as freestanding frescoes all called to me when I was gripped with a sense of familiarity, wonder, and awe as the sculptures I’ve only seen in books were close enough to touch (don’t worry, I didn’t).

This was the moment when this educational excursion became more solidified; this was the moment that snapped everything into perspective for me.

Although I burned through two cassettes, I want some images to be a surprise. But as a teaser, I’ll insert one for now.

20150628_010003-2-Rebekkah James