Last
Monday I had the pleasure of exploring the National Portrait Gallery and
Chinatown – two places that will be included in our guidebook. Unfortunately by
starting in the early America wing and was inundated in portraits of old white
colonists which tired my museum tolerance, but before departing I enjoyed some
wonderful impressionist pieces and a fun gallery of celebrities from the 30’s
and 40’s. The featured temporary exhibit, a combination of different
Asian-American artists was even furthur from the traditional portraits. The
mélange of videos (of a woman performing strange tasks endlessly), photos (full
body shots of the artist in different outfits), and paintings (of hair), were
outside the box were compelling if not relatable or traditionally beautiful.
The
remainder of the day was devoted to Chinatown; the enclave of Asian culture
located a few blocks from the museum. Trying to be adventurous we chose Burma,
a Burmese restaurant, for lunch. The good news is that one dish was fantastic,
and the bad was that other was on the grosser side of bland. Fueled by our
exotic lunch we visited every souvenir shop we could find and succeeded in
staying on our feet while confronting the terrible smells of each shop.
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