The Met
As a lover of art museums, I have spent much of the month of July exploring the various exhibitions in the Smithsonian art museums. The photographs in this blog post are of artwork from the Freer Gallery, a fairly small museum that is not as heavily frequented as DC's larger National Gallery of Art and National Portrait Gallery, but is nonetheless equally awe-inspiring and enjoyable. The focus of this museum is on Asian art, though it does include some American works as well. Below is a brief overview of the exhibitions in the Freer Gallery as written on the website.
About
The Smithsonian Institution has two museums of Asian art: the Freer Gallery of Art and the Arthur M. Sackler Gallery. The Freer Gallery houses one of the premier collections of Asian art, with objects dating from Neolithic times to the early 20th century, as well as the world's most important collection of works by James McNeill Whistler.
Highlights
Chinese paintings, Indian sculpture; Islamic painting and metalware; Japanese lacquer; Korean ceramics; American art from the late 19th-century aesthetic movement; Whistler's Peacock Room.
RENEWAL 2121
Inspired by the annual cherry blossom season and utilizing the power of creative technology, Renewal 2121 seeks to inspire hope amid a global pandemic and concerns of climate change.
Transporting us 100 years into the future, it immerses us in an industrial city where nature fights to survive amid an overdeveloped metropolis. This is a future that will arrive if humanity continues unchecked at its current pace.
However, there is a hopeful message to be discovered as blossoms are seen peeking through the plastic, concrete and neon lights, ready to renew the season with the help of those willing to take action.
Spring Lake, New Jersey
The day following my high school graduation ceremony, after a quick stop in New York City, my family drove to Spring Lake, New Jersey, to spend a few days at the shore before heading back home and preparing for our move. Though the forecast predicted constant rain for the last two days of our trip, we lucked out, as the mornings and afternoons were sunny and the showers and clouds did not emerge until later in the evening hours. While it was a very brief getaway, it was an enjoyable excursion and exciting way to celebrate the start of summer as well as the return to a relatively normal June.
Moving Houses
The week or so since my family returned from our few days at the New Jersey shore has been spent preparing for our move. From packing up belongings and amassing donations bags to making round-trip delivery drop offs, moving houses is an arduous process. Despite the obvious physical labor as well as mental fatigue moving often entails, it is also an extremely exciting process. I have always loved changes in my environment, as it is in new spaces that I often feel the most creative, motivated, and emboldened to shift my perspective and embrace experiment. I am also very excited to decorate my new bedroom and to take on the challenge of designing a space that, despite its small size, can transform from an empty room into a corner of the house that feels both homy and inspiring.
Latest Summer Reads
All of the novels I have read so far this summer are from the order of used books I purchased on Ebay in the spring, which you can see in this post entitled Book Buys: Spring 2021. As of now, I have read six of the thirteen books, and I am hoping to finish all of them before I head off to college in late August. My latest two reads from this list include Lilac Girls, by Martha Hall Kelly, and Behold the Dreamers, by Imbolo Mbue. Lilac Girls is a historical fiction novel set during World War II that weaves together the narratives of three different young women—an American living in New York City, a Polish citizen transported to Ravensbrück, and a German doctor who worked inside the concentration camp. Behold the Dreamers tells the story of a family of Cameroonian immigrants and the joys and sorrows they experience as the struggle to build a life for themselves in New York City. Both books were wonderful reads, and I would highly recommend both.
Just over a week ago, I graduated from high school. The pushed back date for the graduation ceremony—one week later than a typical year—turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as the original weekend date consisted of abnormally cold and rainy weather but the forecast for the following weekend was filled with the customary warmth, baking sunshine, and blue skies of June.
This year was undoubtedly a challenging one. From dealing with the fear of the COVID-19 pandemic, the uncertainty surrounding the state of our country in the aftermath of a contentious 2020 presidential election, and navigating a school year unlike any other due to the implementation of health precautions, for the Class of 2021, senior year was not an easy one. Amidst all of these anxieties, many seniors also dealt with both the excitement and unavoidable stresses of the college application process—a process which, as with almost all facets of life for the past two years, was unprecedented. My own college application journey was a difficult one. It was a journey filled with apprehension, unease, and daunting unpredictability. And yet, it was also filled with loud laughter, unanticipated growth, and valuable self-reflection.
It felt so special to celebrate commencement surrounded by family and friends after an especially tough senior year, and also to do so in a manner that so nearly mirrored pre-COVID graduation celebrations due to the timely loosening of state restrictions. I was also incredibly honored to have an opportunity to speak at my graduation ceremony. Though I felt nervous for days (well, weeks) prior to delivering my address, as I stood upon the platform and shared my story with my school community—the lessons I learned and joys I experienced as well as the struggles I faced—I was filled not so much with the paralyzing jitters I had anticipated, but rather a sense of contentedness and gratitude. While I am very much ready to close the chapter of my life that is high school and move on to the next journey that is college, I am so thankful for the experience that I had and, this year in particular, for the strengths I gained from the challenges I faced.
This past weekend, to celebrate the closing of my senior year as well as my birthday, my mom and I drove to New York City. Usually when we visit the city, we stay in upper Manhattan, but this time we decided to branch out and stay in lower Manhattan, an area I have very rarely visited and that my mom, once a New York native, had also never spent much time exploring.
Prior to our trip, my mom and I both received our second vaccinations for COVID-19, and though we were still quite cautious and adamant about wearing our masks when around other people, it was a relief to not be burdened with the heavy weight and fear of potentially catching the virus. And though the majority of New Yorkers, no doubt from having been hit so hard at the outbreak of the pandemic, were also still very careful, we could sense a joyful jubilation and the city felt almost alive with vitality.
While our stay was relatively short, we packed in as much adventure and exploration into our few days as we could. From visiting the beautiful Bronx Botanical Gardens to walking the Brooklyn Bridge under the beating sun, we traversed areas of the city that were either entirely new to us or that we had not seen in several years, and it was so enjoyable to experience these more unfamiliar parts of New York City.
A couple weekends ago, my family and I had the pleasure of visiting Princeton University in Princeton, New Jersey, as I will be entering as a first year student this fall. While I had visited the town once before for a quick breakfast after my mom picked up furniture in the area, I had never stepped foot on campus or explored any part of the town except for the single restaurant we dined at during that singular, brief visit.
Our recent visit turned out to be the same weekend as the graduation for Princeton's Class of 2021, and it was so nice to be able to see the campus and surrounding city during such a celebratory time. Though our visit was quite short—we spent two nights and had to depart early on Monday morning—we explored as much of the university and the city of Princeton as we could.
As a lover of photography and videography, I of course had to bring my trusty camera with me to capture some of the moments and memories from our brief visit.
Campus
Truth is essential for the survival of democracy. Despite the differences in parties and perspectives on policies, a shared respect, understanding, and acceptance of the truth should serve as a source of unification for a country. To value the truth is to be patriotic, and to reject it is to threaten the very foundations of democracy.
That is why the ousting of Republican Representative Liz Cheney is so alarming—because her removal is based in the complete rejection of fact and instead the dangerous embrace conspiracy. Cheney, a staunch conservative, was forced out of her position not for any lack of ideological commitment or failure of leadership, but instead her refusal to propagate a baseless claim of election fraud that her Republican colleagues have adopted for the selfish reasons of bolstering their own political reputations and careers. Though I disagree with most of her conservative stances, I applaud her for having the courage and integrity to stand up against her Republican colleagues and commit to the truth—the truth that the 2020 election was a free and fair election and that it was, as countless election experts, officials, and even the former president's own appointees have stated, the most secure election in American history.
The ousting of Cheney from office may appear to be nothing more than a typical political maneuver, a classic example of the "game of politics." Her removal from her position, though, is much more serious, as it demonstrates that one of the two major parties in the American political system has metamorphosed from a party of traditional, conservative values to one that refuses to accept the truth when it conflicts with their political agenda. Such a disrespect for truth will breed severe consequences for American democracy, and its legacy will continue to haunt the nation in years to come.
Approaching Graduation
In just under four weeks, I will be standing atop a graduation platform, walking down stone steps to accept the diploma that will mark the end of my high school career. Despite the restrictions created by the pandemic, my class of one-hundred and thirty or so students will be graduating from the same stage that decades of seniors before us have. And though I am happy to continue the tradition of completing my high school journey on the same graduation platform, unfortunately due to its rather small size, my school has restricted the number of attending guests to four people per student. I am, of course, disappointed that not all of my family members and friends will be able to attend, however I am very grateful to at least have an in-person ceremony to conclude my year.
19
Around two weeks before graduating, I will be turning nineteen years old. To celebrate, my mom and I will be traveling to New York City for a couple of days. By this weekend, we will both be fully vaccinated, and though we will of course exert caution and adhere to the same safety guidelines as we would before receiving our vaccinations, I so look forward to the sense of relief and security that will accompany our full vaccination. Though my mom has kept some of our city excursions as a surprise, I do know that we will be visiting a botanical garden exhibit entitled Kusama: Cosmic Nature at the Bronx Zoo and staying at a hotel in Lower Manhattan. I cannot wait to experience the vibrant energy of New York City that I have missed so much during the pandemic.
Recent Read: The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison
As a part of a group at my school called The Fifteen—a band of fifteen members of literature lovers in the senior class—I recently read The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison. Morrison is one of my favorite authors. Her writing is beyond beautiful; it is enriching, incredibly imaginative, and lyrical. I absolutely loved her novels Beloved and Song of Solomon, and The Bluest Eye was no exception. I hope to read her other novels in the near future, too, such as Sula and Tar Baby. Below I have copied a description of The Bluest Eye from Goodreads.
The Bluest Eye is Toni Morrison's first novel, a book heralded for its richness of language and boldness of vision. Set in the author's girlhood hometown of Lorain, Ohio, it tells the story of black, eleven-year-old Pecola Breedlove. Pecola prays for her eyes to turn blue so that she will be as beautiful and beloved as the blond, blue-eyed children in America. In the autumn of 1941, the year the marigolds in the Breedloves' garden to not bloom. Pecola's life does change—in painful, devastating ways. What its vivid evocation of the fear and loneliness at the heart of a child's yearning, and the tragedy of its fulfillment. The Bluest Eye remains one of Toni Morrison's most powerful, unforgettable novels—and a significant work of American fiction.
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