Have not been well lately

Better today.  A snowy, delicate day here in the Boston area.  I went to the MFA.

The history of the Amarna Period is a suffocating, sick-making thing to read too much about.  I did not go there to spend time on the Egyptian part of the Ancient World exhibit, although, inevitably, I did anyway.  This piece struck me particularly — the funerary shroud of Tasherytwedjahor.

It is not royal.  It is not what old-fashioned art historians, the kind that I grew up reading,* considered “any good.”  It is syncretic, lacking coherence, full of life and use and real belief.  It is refreshing and sweet and poignant.


* I was a lonely and unlikable child.