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The Brooklyn Museum trip was unfortunately very disappointing to me. The bus ride was fun, and for the first few minutes the museum was fun, getting to see all of the art and people form other campuses, but after about 20 minutes, we ran out of things to see on the floor, and soon got bored. There was also way too many people crammed onto the one floor, and I felt like I couldn’t full appreciate the art because of how anxious I was from the environment. I really liked the paintings, but for the American art floor, there was a lot of European art on it. Also, during the dean’s talk, I heard some kids from Brooklyn crapping on Staten Island LITERALLY saying “why are they even here, why were they even invited actually” like be so for real you’re basically as far as us. Anyways that put a sour taste in my mouth for the night, and the fact that we couldn’t explore more upset me a little.

I enjoyed my time at the Brooklyn Museum. I and a lot of my friends agreed that it was way more enjoyable than the Whitney. The walls were filled with much more life and color which I personally prefer to the blankness of the Whitney’s walls. I loved the cabinets filled with artifacts and miscellaneous objects over the years. The experience felt much more interactive as well. I don’t know if it was because there were so many of us or if they are more lenient but I was able to get up close and personal with art, closely looking at details that I wouldn’t feel welcome to explore at the Whitney.

This was one of the most beautiful sculptures I saw at the Brooklyn Museum. The way their hair is intertwined is very beautiful and poetic. The clarity of their features also amazes me as someone taking a sculpture class.

One day I will learn to oil paint. Clouds and water are two features of nature that always amaze me when painted. They are so beautifully captured in this piece I had to include it here.

On Tuesday night, we visited The Brooklyn Museum. I will say the journey there wasn’t absolutely terrible, while it did feel like it took forever, it was nice to see a part of the city I hadn’t been to before and I love to window shop, so seeing the nice houses also was an unexpected treat. Once in the museum, it was vastly large, and appeared to have tons of art within it. However, since we were limited to only the fifth floor, I felt a disconnection from the museum as a whole. It was a good snippet of museum, but Julia and I walked the entire floor very quickly, even with taking a decent enough time to look at and read the paintings descriptions. I did find numerous floral or scenery paintings that I did quite enjoy, however, lots of the art to me made absolutely no sense, and some made me wonder how they got a spot in such a nice looking museum. I oddly enough think that with access to all the floors, I may actually want to attend this museum again on my own, and explore the entirety of it and a decent time, not midnight…

Last week everyone in the Macaulay class of 2029 went to the Brooklyn Museum in the evening. It was nice that transportation was provided for us, it made the whole process a lot easier. As for the actual museum it was way bigger than I expected it to be. I don’t think I had ever actual seen the Brooklyn museum so I was impressed. We only were able to look at one floor but there were still cool things on it. The paintings in the museum were very impressive, I liked them more than the ones I saw at the Whitney. It was fun to walk around with everyone and I was able to get out of my night class which was a nice bonus. This trip makes me want to actually see the Brooklyn museum not to experience all that it has to offer rather than just one floor.

The whole Macaulay freshman class went on a trip to a Brooklyn museum. The museum was reserved just The presentation in the museum was funny because of the failure in the changing of the slides. After that, we were left to look at and SEE the art. There were some good and not so good exhibits in my opinion.

I liked this picture the most. It’s pretty complex and shows storm in the valley. You can see the parts of valley covered by the ominous clouds, but also parts untouched by the storms where we can see sunlight and Native Americans.

We spent time observing the art at that floor, but we covered the whole floor relatively quickly. I was disappointed to find that we are not allowed on the other floors. So we just hanged out after that.

Overall, this experience was pretty interesting, the best of all the trips so far. Talking to different people and seeing diverse art opened some perspectives.

Going to the museum, I was a bit tired from the earlier part of the day. The bus ride was about an hour, and we were taken to an auditorium. We were given a speech for about 30 minutes and I recognized the speakers from orientation in August.

I expected to have the entire museum to roam around. When we were only given the floor, it went by super fast, and we went through the floor relatively quickly. However, Kiera and I took multiple once-overs to check for any pieces we might have missed.

At the beginning, every floor was filled with people and I became hot very easily. I really like the art that I saw as they ranged from different techniques and forms. For example, one piece struck out to me because of the bright colors and the actual material of the paint used. Also, a few other paintings, involving realism, were extremely breath-taking. They looked just like an image and inspired a lot of emotion from my group.

As soon as I knew it, it was already 8:00 pm. The Night at the Museum went very quickly, and the people on the floor dispersed relatively quickly as well. At the end, I felt extremely tired and was not looking forward for the next day since I had an 8:00 am class and two exams back to back.

As soon as I arrived home, I showered and fell right to bed.

To conclude my experience, I did like the Night at the Museum; however, I wish we had more of the museum to explore than just one floor, because there were a lot of people in a small space, which kind of ruined the experience. Also, I wish the Night at the Museum was on a Thursday or Friday instead because it kind of threw my schedule off balance.

When they said “Night at the Museum”, the idea I had about the night was more, “Explore a museum at night” and less, “Be confined to one floor of the museum for 2 hours staring at chairs”. The exhibit at the museum itself looked like your stereotypical museum art exhibit, jarring theme shifts as you walk through the exhibit, and an obvious focal point.

Unfortunately, the floor we were on seemed to exclusively have dozens of chairs on display, most of which you shouldn’t sit on. some chairs seemed to actually be art, not looking like a factory made chair, but most were just plain rocking chairs or children’s chairs, and a theatre showing transitions between different black and white films by means of doors, and there was even a plain white folding chair hanging on the wall as… art?

I didn’t see any meaning to the exhibit other than to show me a bunch of chairs, physical or painting.

I did see one work of art, a giant painting of a storm about to befall a mountain range, that I liked. It was more than just a landscape as it showed hunters chasing deer, with an already dead one nearby.

Overall, I neither enjoyed or hated the trip. It was definitely something different, but I wish there was a wider variety of exhibits for us to see.

Earlier this week, I ventured with the rest of my class to the Brooklyn Museum. As a preliminary to my actual discussion regarding it, I’ll say upfront that I found it to be underwhelming and short of the expectations I had for it as advertised. There were some really interesting or appealing exhibits, but, for the most part, they were monotone and didn’t pique my interest in any meaningful way.

I say this in full seriousness: the journey to the museum, which I had previously mimicked when driving into Downtown Brooklyn. I spent around 75% of my commute glancing at the window at brownstones, bodegas, or new luxury condos that seemed effectively abandoned (the other 25% was talking about the mayoral elections with 3 other people). I will say, it was pretty interesting that we hopped off the highway near Sunset Park, as, typically, my family and I would go all the way to the Brooklyn Bridge and then make an attempt to leave on an offramp. Anyways, our commute wrapped up after passing several blocks worth of late Victorian/Gilded Age buildings, and we ended up having to walk an extra block’s worth of ground just to get into a cramped auditorium.

The exhibits themselves, like I said previously, were nothing to gander at twice (for the most part). I noticed that a majority of the exhibits presented to us either had humans directly in them (whether in a self-portrait or other form), or involved deeply human elements. I know that sounds generic, but that is genuinely one of the deepest observation I had about the gallery itself. I, for some reason, thought that the Brooklyn Museum was specifically about Brooklyn and its history going into it, and while there were some elements (such as a painting of the Brooklyn Bridge and the lobby having a Dodgers banner and a BMT subway map) of Brooklyn’s identity, it ended up being a run-of-the-mill gallery. I was extremely disappointed to find out that there happened to only be one floor that we could actually visit. For a borough that would be the third biggest city in the country if not for the consolidation? Extremely disappointing, maybe even embarassing. Out of the pieces that were there, nothing was world-famous or even particularly appealing, besides the occasional chair. I really don’t understand why there were so many chairs. Overall, I can’t say much as very little actually stood out to me, but there was one piece I was interested in highlighting.

“A Storm in the Rocky Mountains, Mt. Rosalie” was one of the few pieces in the Brooklyn Museum that I could say, with confidence, that I enjoyed looking at more than once. The very obvious beauty of the scenery depicted, while breathtaking, was only part of the story, as, after my visit, I ended up looking the painting up in the Museum’s collection, and learned more about the “concealed legacy of colonialism and violence” (as written by the museum itself); I had assumed the painting was a direct reflection of 19th century American expansionism due to the subtle yet ominous cloud in the background, but didn’t fully confirm such a suspicion until I looked it up and found it. It reminded me deeply of “American Progress” by John Gast, not only because of that ominous cloud/clear sky divide as shown in both Gast’s work and in “A Storm in the Rocky Mountains”, but because of the sheer beauty and breadth of the mountains/wilderness depicted, even if such beauty/breadth is much more noticeable in the latter versus the former. While it had no visible signs of people, the battle between dark and light stood out in it, and I constantly went back to the piece both during my visit and after to fully take in everything it had. Overall, while my museum visit was deeply underwhelming, shorter, and less interesting than I had hoped, I found that particular piece to be captivating and truly outstanding.

This Tuesday, all of the Macaulay students attended the Night at the Museum event at Brooklyn museum. I had a very pleasant experience before the event even started, waiting for the bus in the Macaulay lounge and eating pizza while chatting. Even being on the bus, I enjoyed sitting with friends and talking while we waited to get to the museum.

All in all, I think the actual museum experience was mostly positive. However, once we were told to put our belongings in the bin, I had a constant nagging feeling that on the way out someone may carelessly throw around my book bag with my laptop in it as they reached for their own things at the bottom of the bin. Nonetheless, I managed to mostly repress this feeling and enjoy the night. While the presentation at the beginning was having some technical difficulties, I thought it was more memorable for it, and made it more engaging to watch. At first, I was nervous that the presentation may cut into the time we had to view all of the museum pieces, but realized once we were released that the floor we were designated was relatively small so it was not an issue. It was nice to see people who attend other campuses that I haven’t yet seen since orientation, as well as look at art with other CSI students. Admittedly, I was a little bit disappointed that only one floor was open and we didn’t get to see more exhibits. Hearing that normally, there are more exhibitions available for the students made me a little sad that we did not have the full experience, but the things that were on display for us were not bad. It was a little crowded as well but not overwhelmingly so. Notably, I enjoyed the short film on doors, and spent a lot of time in that room, but I was annoyed it would flip between clips so often because just as I was getting interested in the plot and setting it would switch, though I believe that was part of the purpose.

On the way back to the bins I cringed as I saw my bag on the floor next to the bin, worried that my fears about my laptop had come true but my Mac seems to be okay fortunately. The actual bus ride back was nice, and I started to feel a little bit tired, but regrettably had to do homework once I got home. Regardless, all in all I would consider it a positive experience.