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Apr. 1st, 2007 10:21 pmI was insistent we go to the Liebeig Museum of Sculpture when I was in Frankfurt once I heard they had pieces of early civilization. It's a nice museum, but small compared to the others: two wings, with two halls a piece. For a second I toyed with the idea of starting more modern and working my way back, but I couldn't resist temptation and started with the oldest. The first room was mostly marble fragments of Roman pieces, but the second room had what I was looking for.
I eased my way in, taking a quick left, avoiding the intentional grouping to the right, taking in fragments from various Aphrodites, the head of Hermes (chin too weak), working my way around the room clockwise. The first label of the first small piece in the group said, 'fragment, a muse circa 200 BC (translated from the German). There were three other fragments on their own pedastels in a loose semicircle, each similarly labeled: 'fragment, a muse'. The center piece was the remains of a sitting figure, missing an arm, both hands, and head, but most of the body, including half of a neck. I stepped closer, anxiously reading the label: 'Melpomine, circa 200 BC'. Something clicked, and I felt the not unfamiliar sensation of being overfull, exhilarared, a hair's breadth from laughter, tears, or both. 'Say hi to your sister for me,' I thought, and wandered through the rest of the museum delirious, slightly disoriented, and having a hard time suppressing a goofy smile. I think I saw some Egyptian pieces, and a lot of Christian iconography, but I was done much earlier, and it was well worth it.
I eased my way in, taking a quick left, avoiding the intentional grouping to the right, taking in fragments from various Aphrodites, the head of Hermes (chin too weak), working my way around the room clockwise. The first label of the first small piece in the group said, 'fragment, a muse circa 200 BC (translated from the German). There were three other fragments on their own pedastels in a loose semicircle, each similarly labeled: 'fragment, a muse'. The center piece was the remains of a sitting figure, missing an arm, both hands, and head, but most of the body, including half of a neck. I stepped closer, anxiously reading the label: 'Melpomine, circa 200 BC'. Something clicked, and I felt the not unfamiliar sensation of being overfull, exhilarared, a hair's breadth from laughter, tears, or both. 'Say hi to your sister for me,' I thought, and wandered through the rest of the museum delirious, slightly disoriented, and having a hard time suppressing a goofy smile. I think I saw some Egyptian pieces, and a lot of Christian iconography, but I was done much earlier, and it was well worth it.
