Glass Acts

Taking a look at the glass bottle display at the Metropolitan Museum, in an in-between section which is more of a walk through space than anything, is a quiet and colorful thrill in itself.  How these very many bottles came to be gathered here, all in impeccable condition, is a wonder indeed.  It helped that the display was set up so that the sun could shine through and illuminate the hidden colors that would otherwise not be obviously visible were it in a dark but lit glass case.  So, sometimes, museum exhibition designers actually do get it right.

Also part of the display were two inkwells, which upon first glance I could not recognize- myself never having had the opportunity to use them when I was a student.  Of course, that age is long gone now, but in fact I did buy an inkwell (a contemporary version) as well as a pen and set of nibs- to draw, not to write, but it really was not my thing (i think) and it has been gathering dust for about a year now.  Nonetheless, I have infinite admiration for specimens of good writing- which reminds me of my father's penmanship, which was always so clear and clean- but that is just a side-note as the rain falls down harder and harder.