FINALLY went to a museum in the city of museums! The Amsterdam Museum has so much to explore, ranging from old history to showing the lives of children in the Netherlands throughout time (the museum used to be the city’s orphanage, go figure.) Weirdest part of the museum would have to be the real cocaine that they had on display, but what would you expect to be in the drug history room? I liked learning that the purpose of less harsh laws for marijuana is to maintain the strict attitude towards hard and more harmful drugs, that just sounds so smart. Here are pictures from the trip with Nat. Anyone that visits the city should go, even if it’s only to walk around a building with lots of little staircases and old stuff.
The depiction of Amsterdam as a woman. Note Anne Frank in the lower left hand corner, pretty sure she’s smoking a joint. The other figures are either historical or some of the artists that worked on the piece. This sums up what I’ve known about Amsterdam thusfar. I like the guy in the lower right that is known for screwing a hole into his head in order to expand his consciousness…
Natalie in this orange hallway, kind of creepy but also cool. Learned that orange is the color of the royal family, and therefore the color of the country because of the lineage of the current family, starting with Willem van Oranje.
Not sure if the rat is supposed to be saying the quote or not. A modern artist was commissioned to have this in the museum, in the main corridor.
Another one of the museum’s modern works, with this pill representing more of the drug culture. These were in the same main corridor sitting on top of some classic works. It was a weird constrast. Everything in Amsterdam is weird.
An unfortunately not so great picture of one of the dollhouse-type exhibits (this is for you, Mom!) How cute were/are little Dutch apartments.
One of the “white cars” in Amsterdam, which is a personalized form of public transportation. I swear I’ve had a conversation with my dad about having individualized cars on the metro to give people a more private commute without having to have their own car. Of course Amsterdam already did this in the 1950s… not surprised.
The main exhibit at the museum is the huge rug you are encouraged to walk on. The artist used prints of textiles from around the world to make a huge carpet. It looked pretty neat. Note “Goliath” in the background.
Now I have my museum card and look forward to visiting many, many more. I still need to go to the Rijksmuseum and the Van Gogh, but also to the Tattoo Museum and Electric Ladyland, a museum of fluorescence. So many adventures, and thankfully a lot of time. I’m holding off on the Anne Frank house until Margaret gets here.