Color on grey

 

Wave after wave of drenching rain blew through on Sunday. We drove over to Capitol Hill in the afternoon, quite a trek these days, and went to the Asian Art Museum with a stop at the Volunteer Park Conservatory. 

 

The Asian Art Museum was closed for several years, first for a $56 million dollar renovation and then for the pandemic.

The Conservatory is fun on a bad weather day, the colors especially vibrant under the grey Seattle sky.

 

And it was nice seeing familiar iconic works on display again at the Asian Art Museum.

The 17th century "Crows" screen.  

And the amazing kimono made entirely of dog tags titled "Some/One. 

Just a little aside. As part of the beautiful museum renovation, they installed a large non-gender restroom in the basement. Hey, it's Seattle. A good thing really, it was all fine, it was great, the stalls were perfectly private. 

Although I told John it felt odd standing at the sink next to a man, both of us washing our hands in front of the same mirror. He said who am I to make assumptions about that person's gender identity? Well, he's right-- but it felt rather intimate for some silly reason. We avoided looking at each other and left as quickly as possible. I skipped the lipstick. Learning a new etiquette here.