Final Thoughts on Bringley

Sometimes I get whiplash, going from Michelangelo to Alabama rugs. He brings those rugs to life, he's a good story teller. The museum is a hodgepodge of specifics and eras and geographical locations. In the city that is filled with people all over the world, there are artifacts from all over the world. If you like to travel but don't have the money, New York City is a good place to live. People from all over the world come to NYC and the museum is a small world of artifacts. 

His definition of art is something more beautiful than it had a right to be. It's philosophically imprecise enough to work. 

I didn't mind the personal digressions or the ins and outs of being a guard, he seems like a friendly guy, I think I would like him. 

The big payoff at the end is he tells us his favorite which is Crucifixion by Fra Angelico ca. 1420–23 (Met). My uncle used to like an after dinner liquor named that. He's dead now, and we'd become estranged after he left my aunt, but I'll always treasure the year I lived with him in the 90's, and every time I see his sons, I think quite a lot of him, and how they must miss him. This was a grief memoir in some ways, and I connect to my loss when reading about his. 

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I like the way he lingers and stays with a painting. 

Reading the acknowledgements, turns out those sketches were not his, he had an illustrator who is credited at the end. 

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