The greatest little gem on The Mall is the Freer Gallery of Art. It's in a quiet corner, easily missed, and that's a shame.
The museum holds a beautiful courtyard in its middle. It was open this past week when I visited.
The holdings of the museum focus on the art of Asia. Here is a collection of images taken from my visit. The first two are of Korean pottery from the 14th century.
Art of Islam--ceramic tile and ornate decorated glass bowls.
Monumental wood sculpture of a Japanese deity.
Hindu sculptures from India.
Ancient Egyptian bas-relief---LOVE the croc.
Chinese fan painting--a winter scene.
Any trip to DC needs to include a visit to this sanctuary of Asian art.
I was born on a bitterly cold end of January night in the year 1961. It was seven years to the day after the birth of Oprah Winfrey, and one year before the death of Robert Frost on that same day. Cool associations both.
I was the first child of older parents (my mother was 42). I love the color yellow. I am single, and fascinated with life.
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