Remember when I said I had visited the Victoria and Albert Museum ? If you don’t, go refresh your memory here.
Before I found myself mesmerised by the Disobedient Objects Gallery, I had spent a good two hours wondering around the museum in general, taking in everything on display be it sculptures, cultural artifacts or paintings.
I will confess though, I hadn’t decided on visiting the museum because I wanted to. Nope. I wanted to go soak in the sun. Unfortunately, my college homework demanded I visit the museum and based on my observations, answer a series of set questions provided to us. So, I dragged along my adorable friends who were more excited than me to experience my first museum in London. By the end of it, I was thoroughly enjoying myself…no complaints whatsoever.
Having headed directly to the floor that housed artifacts from the 1850s especially in relation to Queen Victoria and her husband Albert, I stumbled across some wonderful creations that represented the culture and craftsmanship of the colonised countries.
I then sat down in a quiet dark corner of the exhibition and got started on my homework. Nupur being the genius that she is, helped me with it, finding out what was being presented where and giving me ideas as to what I could do my paper on. Once we were done scribbling down notes and had almost finished my homework, which was now less of work and more of journalling my experience and observations, we headed back to find our friends who had decided on wandering around while we wrapped up my work. As we were exiting the floor, I found myself staring at the ceiling of the floor below us. Only there was no ceiling. Instead it was an artfully designed brass construction of musical instruments that included trumpets, cornets, bugles and the like.
Realising we hadn’t eaten since morning, we trudged towards the cafeteria. On our way there, we came across a wide out door space placed right in the centre of the museum. Despite the slight drizzle, we decided on heading out for a bit to enjoy the view of the architecture and to take in the fresh air.
Only after Toothless’s boots were flooded with water did we head back inside. Unfortunately, the cafeteria was extremely crowded and we couldn’t find a seat which is why we had to walk back out and eat near the entrance to the cafeteria. It was while we were placing our orders, that we all noticed the decor of the cafe. It was a beautiful mix of ancient and modern. With mosaics framing the walls and massive balls lit all round with twinkly lights, the cafe seemed to exude the perfect fusion of the old and the new. I knew I could sit there and keep looking at it for ages…the view was that mesmerising.
Not wanting to leave empty handed, we mapped out the route to the museum shop and spent hours oohing and aahing over the pretty trinkets and mementos. All of us bought postcards to send to our families (Which I am still to post. Something my mother never fails to remind me about.) We had to restrain ourselves from spending without reason. It was tough, I will tell you that. There were quite a few things that I itched to purchase but I knew they would do me no good.
Being the romantics that we are, we decided to go visit the bridal attires exhibition before leaving. On our way there, I came across a few sculptors that I really enjoyed gazing at. One had a religious take on it and the others were from Greek and Roman lores both of which fascinate me a lot.
We walked into the bridal attires exhibition with stars in our eyes. Displayed in a circular fashion were bridal attires for both men and women ranging from the early 1500’s to the 21st century from all over the world. The little girl in me was squealing in delight the entire time I was there and I could finally imagine what it was, that inspired some of the most famous literary wedding gowns in novels by some of my favourite authors. These two in particular, were my favourite.
As we were leaving, having spent a large part of our time enjoying the Disobedience Objects Gallery, we found a massive glass creation hanging from the ceiling of the entrance. It reminded me of a similar creation I had seen in Atlantis, Dubai. The hues and the glass patterns seemed majestic and complex all at the same time and I wondered yet again, how much creativity and imagination our brain houses.
I quite enjoyed the V and A museum which is why I went there a second time round, wanting to witness more of what they had in store.
Not only does it allow for a day well spent, but you gain a lot of insight about the artisans through the ages and the culture that countries celebrate all round. So if you’re in the mood, go check it out !