April 7, 2011
I had an old friend in town this past weekend and we went to visit The Cloisters in upper Manhattan. (The Cloisters is a museum of medieval European/Christian art and architecture, and the building is actually assembled from bits and pieces of ruined abbeys and monasteries from the 12th-15th centuries.)
I was smitten over and over by the sight of gardens, sky and light through multiple iterations of windows and passageways.
There’s a metaphor about confinement, revelation, seeking, labyrinths, and illumination hiding in there somewhere….