There’s a handful of things I miss about living in New York. One of them is definitely the Met. Maybe on of the best things that ever happened to me was when I discovered I could pay whatever I wanted to get in. When I was still working at the Chelsea Barnes and Noble and barely able to pay rent I felt no shame going on a Saturday and only paying $5.00 to spend an afternoon wandering one of the world’s great museums.
I also miss drinking with the knowledge I’m taking the N train home and late night pizza delivery. Neither of which will ever exist in Maine.
Study for “Young and His Daughter”
Pierre-Antoine-Augustin Vafflard (French, Paris 1777–1837 Paris)
Date: ca. 1804
The figure identified as the daughter in the title of the Salon painting was, in fact, Young’s step-daughter Elizabeth, who died in Lyons in 1736, when they and their respective spouses were en route to Nice. In this macabre scene, Young is shown carrying her corpse to the only cemetery in town that would receive her for burial, that of the Protestants, having first been refused at the Catholic cemetery.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art