I love this art piece, because it is so representative of my mind. There is some little creature always pecking away with ideas, things to do, things I should have done causing my mind never to slow down. There is more about the art is soon to follow.
Ron suggested we visit the Postal Museum causing me to have a silent inward grown. Then I realized I had dragged him to the Stamp Museum in Budapest, so turnabout is fair play. Apparently, we had passed this fabulous piece of architecture multiple times, without realizingthat it is both a function post office with the addition of a small museum behind the cashier booths.
The exquisitely designed interior of the building matches the decorative façade. It nearly seems a waste to have this as a post office and not something more spectacular like ministerial offices. However, if this were the case, it may not then be open to the public.
At first glance, it was difficult to decipher where a museum might be hiding among the long series of services windows. At the back of the building and to the right, there are tiny little tables and chairs in primary colors. There was also a group of tiny little children who had Montessori printed on their polo shirts. My first thought was this happened to be a school. Rounding up the group of little elves was no simple task, but once accomplished they posed for photos in front of the Christmas tree which sat back in a second lobby. Once they departed for parts unknown, the museum revealed itself.
Though not a large affair, I did find it interesting. For some years in my youth, I collected stamps, but only briefly. I was more interested in the colors and design than the history behind the artwork.
As postal museums tend to do, this too displayed a photo history from the beginning of services when horses and coaches were the transportation, the tools of the mail carrier such as the bags used to carry the mail and the transition of uniforms. There were also some postal related statues, but the one piece that was most impressive was the eagle collage. At first glance, it looks like a faded eagle, not very impressive. To appreciate it, you need to look closer. The entire work consists of 34,279 cancelled postage stamps of various colors dated. That was impressive.
Around the corner from the Post Office, the Museo Nacional de Arte is another handsomely rich architecturally styled building that demands attention. Currently, there is a temporary exhibition called Los Modernos, which cost us 38 Pesos each to visit. As it turned out, it was a bargain because this includes access to the entire museum.
The interior was jaw dropping gorgeous. Each floor contained separate rooms for differing periods and styles of art that wrapped around a covered inner courtyard. The use of space and architecture was an example of art at its best. After visiting the Los Modernos, we moved to the top floor to work our way down. By the time we reached the ground floor, we were on sensory overload and mentally exhausted.
However, being the gluttons that we are, we did not stop there. We moved on to the Museo Franz Mayer. Mayer was a stockbroker and investment specialist. Over 50 years time, he collected fine artworks, books, furniture, ceramics, textiles and many other types of decorative items. The former San Juan de Dios monastery is the current home to the collection.The church across the small plaza, Parish of La Santa Vera Cruz de San Juan de Dios Church, is sinking at an alarming rate.It is obviously lopsided.
Locals gather to play chess, but one of them is just a stiff. He observes, but never seems to participate in anything. Talking to him just falls on deaf ears.