An Art Museum, A Sidewalk, and What Remains

Earlier this week and again yesterday, I had the opportunity to spend time at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  It really is a remarkable place - beautifully designed and just impressive.  

Every time I go through a museum, I wonder what will be remembered from our generation.  (Would then even have a physical museum or will it all be virtual - maybe even virtual reality?)  What everyday things in a household would people look at in a thousand years? What statues would continue to exist?  

I hope the things that remain showcase our humanity and love for each other, not just instruments of weapons and dehumanization (e.g., furniture from corporate board rooms).  Lots of good literature to remain - not obvious of future generations that will decide what to preserve and what not to.  

I have to admit though, as wonderful as it is inside, the tree-lined walkway in front of the museum may be equally impressive.  The trees provide shade and there always seems to be a nice breeze.  There are people of all types, countries, sizes, education levels, and backgrounds waiting to go into the museum, street vendors that can write a custom poem or sell you a hot dog, and people just relaxing or catching up with an old friend.  

Another cliche (in a consecutive post) - the true art and wonder of the world is in its people, not in museums.