IMA trip

In the IMA, (Indianapolis museum of art), GG and I entered a silent room, so silent that you could hear a fly sniffle from a mile away.  There was a big multicolor glass plaque. It was so huge, that if you were to set it flat and walk across it, you’d be a skeleton by the time you were halfway across. On it, there was a picture of an elegant angel man with robes as white as a polar bear fur coat. GG launched into a historical lecture, but I didn’t mind.  “After Benjamin Harrison died, his wife had this glass plaque put together in honor of him. It was made by the Tiffany Glass Company, and shipped from Kokomo, Indiana, to New York. They had the glass cut and smoothed and put together. Sometime we can go to Tokyo and visit the company.”

 I hope to do this someday. Lectures aren’t always boring.