Where's Vigo? We Came to See Vigo!

Has it been another week?  Wow! Tempus fugit!



First, let me say that classes are still going well.  Things are beginning to pick up and I'm already starting to research and write things that aren't due til the end of the year!  Of course, rough drafts and outlines are due much earlier, which is partially why I'm starting now!  I'm also a goody-two-shoes who likes to have things done WAY before they're due!  Work is crazy and incredibly busy.  Customers are crazy and, well . . . crazy.  :D

So, this past Saturday found me, once again, in the "citeh" as I like to call it.  My Object Care class was visiting the Metropolitan Museum of Art in the morning.  So I caught the 8:04 am train with a group of my classmates into the city.  We all took the subway uptown and then, the smart girl who had already timed the walk across the park and how to get from one side to the other (I wonder who that could be???) led the group to the steps of the Met with plenty of time to spare!  We went into the Met at 10:00 sharp.  We met our guide, who is the Modern Art Conservator for the Met, and proceeded into the bowels of the museum.  I must say that the coolest thing about the conservation labs is that, to get in, you have to scan your hand!  So James Bond-like!  She led us around the conservation labs, which were incredible!  They have an in-house x-ray system and their very own scanning electron microscope.  Too bad I didn't study chemistry or I could work there!

After two hours, we left the Met.  It was lunchtime, so a group of us ate 'al fresco' at a hot dog cart right outside the museum.  Some of us also partook of the cupcake cart next to the hot dog cart.  12:30 found a group of girls (myself included) and the teacher standing around outside chatting.  Our teacher randomly suggested that she treat the six of us to a cab ride to the next place we were visiting.  So, we flagged down one of the minivan cabs (not the Cash Cab, sadly) and made our way through the park and up to the Central Park West apartment of the private conservator we were visiting at 1:30.  I must admit that, for all the times I've been to NYC, this was my very first NYC cab ride! 

The private conservator was . . . interesting.  She was incredibly eccentric and, well, let's just say that I wouldn't want a million dollar work of art of mine in her place.  We spent two hours at her studio and I learned almost nothing about private conservation work.  I did learn that she hates museum architects!  The view, on the other hand, was incredible! So, I did relish the fact that I will probably never, in my life, be in a Central Park West apartment building again.

The rest of the week has been work and school.  I am very excited for this weekend, because our class is going to a photograph conservator's studio in eastern New Jersey, which mean ROAD TRIP!  I also get to see some actual family this weekend.  But, unfortunately, that will have to wait til next week. 

XOXO,
K