On My Way to the Museum

 

On our way to the Museum of Art and Design in Columbus Circle, Natasha and I happened upon a hole-in-the-wall museum, although I don't know if it is respectful to refer to a museum like that. Our little hole-in-the-wall was actually a branch of the American Folk Museum but it disappointed tremendously. We walked in and saw, hanging on the wall, the only piece of art on display- a 30ft quilt that was created in memoriam of the people who died on 9/11.  According the information hanging on the wall next tot he quilt, the piece was a collection of the Steel Quilters of the United States Steel Corporation responses to the tragedy. Each member of the orgaization mailed in a square piece of cloth with the name of a person who perished on the day on it. the quilt was created with a grid system on the bottom and side so that each name could be individually located.
    I will admit that the quilt is a very effective way to honor those who perished.  However I was not moved by it at all in the way that one would expect to be affected when observing something with such a sensitive subject matter. It did not strike me as art, because all the quilt was, was a regurgitation of the names of people who died in the four flights . That was it. There was no emotional impact, no secondary message that the compiler was trying to convey.......and frankly I was very disappointed with the exhibit. The quilt was the only artwork on display and the remainder of the folk-sy trinkets there were for sale.

In short, not a very "artistic" visit due to the plain lack of artwork.