I headed to the Japanese wing to check out some furniture. I didn’t see so much (portions of the museum were closed for something or other. I peeked in and saw people photographing stuff, though), but before entering, i passed through the reading room where there was a video playing, and cool chairs and table to sit in. As i sunk into the chair and looked at the butterflies in the large slab of wood, here’s what went on in my head:
-That’s so Nakashima!
-I really want to eat a donut. I’m hungry.
-Why don’t they make donuts in Israel?
-There is no way this is really Nakashima furniture we’re sitting on.
-Hey—that’s his book—The Soul of a Tree
-Holy crap—i’m sitting on a Nakashima chair at a Nakashima table, reading a Nakashima book!
-Oh my God! People come in here to watch that film on Japanese art and they probably don’t even know what they’re sitting on!
Anyway, there was another book there about Nakashima by his daughter. Nature Form and Spirit, i think. On page 212 was a colour photo of the room in the Met—and (i should have taken a photo!) when i opened it, the photo was taken from the exact position that it lay on the table—so it was this Droste effect!
Anyway, the nice lady behind the desk gave me permission to take a little clip on my Nano (sorry about the quality). Just in time as right when i finished, the security guard came in and rebuked me for doing so…
-- 'Humility is a duty in great ones, as well as in idiots'--Jeremy Taylor