{"id":1452,"date":"2009-09-06T14:21:47","date_gmt":"2009-09-06T18:21:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/?p=1452"},"modified":"2009-09-15T05:27:06","modified_gmt":"2009-09-15T09:27:06","slug":"the-victoria-and-albert-museum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/2009\/09\/the-victoria-and-albert-museum\/","title":{"rendered":"The Victoria and Albert Museum"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No museum\u00a0 has affected me as viscerally as\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.vam.ac.uk\/\">The Victoria and Albert Museum<\/a> in South Kensington. Immediately upon entering the museum I was struck by the sight of life-sized <a href=\"http:\/\/www.artcyclopedia.com\/artists\/rodin_auguste.html\">Rodin<\/a> sculptures of the human body that were raised above eye level, which created, for me, a sense of the insignificance of the appreciator, and likewise, the\u00a0importance of art\u00a0over all things. These sculptures\u00a0were grotesque; Rodin used a technique that rendered them black and raw-looking, as if they had once been alive and thrown into a fire, then the charred remains removed and put on display. Though they were shocking and somewhat disturbing, Rodin&#8217;s pieces elicited in me a very emotional response, one that cut to the core of my perceptions of the self and of humanity, and one that I can neither\u00a0explain nor recreate for the reader. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I also really enjoyed seeing several sculptures by Alfred Stevens, including a copy of the original\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.victorianweb.org\/sculpture\/stevens\/20.html\">&#8220;Truth and Falsehood&#8221;<\/a> which is a part of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.victorianweb.org\/sculpture\/stevens\/13.html\">The Wellington Memorial<\/a> which we saw at <a href=\"http:\/\/www.stpauls.co.uk\/\">St. Paul&#8217;s Cathedral<\/a>\u00a0several days ago. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The fashion and jewelry exhibits\u00a0at the Victoria Albert were equally as touching, but for different reasons. Coming from a background in feminism, I was disappointed in those women who conformed to societal ideals of beauty &#8211; women who cinched their waists and bustled their butts, weighing themselves down with heavy jewelry, changing and shifting and molding themselves to &#8216;fit,&#8217; quite literally, into <a href=\"http:\/\/www.homestar.org\/bryannan\/wolf.html\">the beauty myth<\/a>. \u00a0One display featuring a bustle and the wooden innards of a hoopskirt\u00a0were reminiscent of a cage. And would it really be so far from the truth if it were?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Another exhibit which really hit me was photography. A great little exhibit, though I do wish it were larger. I thought that all of the works were quite good, though I connected on a deeper level with just two prints. The first piece was strikingly different. The artist worked with the principles of light and photography and used the sun to burn a simple design into the photo paper. I didn&#8217;t quite understand the process by which the piece was created\u00a0but that&#8217;s the beauty of art, isn&#8217;t it? You don&#8217;t always have to understand it, or at least understand it as the artist does. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 One piece that I definitely took a bit of &#8220;viewer&#8217;s license&#8221; to form my own\u00a0interpretation was a photograph of a beautiful black model in a traditional Georgian dress and wig &#8211; both stark white. In her delicate hand she held a large diamond, perfectly cut and gleaming. Her head tilted towards the diamond in her hand, yet her eyes remained fixed intently on the camera. I thought that this piece, out of all the pieces of artwork I have seen at any exhibit thus far, had the most to say. It powerfully conveyed, by capturing\u00a0 just a single moment\u00a0in time, hundreds of years of British imperialism and the pain it caused the imperialized.\u00a0The Africans and West Indians were brought to\u00a0perhaps not-so-&#8216;Great&#8217; Britain and taught that being ripped from their homelands like so many weeds was a privilege. They drowned\u00a0the\u00a0enslaved\u00a0in western culture,\u00a0which is represented by the model wearing the <em><span>white<\/span><\/em> (this was surely no mistake) Georgian garb, and meanwhile robbed their homelands of natural resources &#8211; such as diamonds and gold &#8211; for their own profit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0 &#8220;Has imperialism, has slavery, really ended?&#8221; one must ask him or herself when one considers that there are still related issues in today&#8217;s society.\u00a0The answer should become glaringly apparent when one considers Westerners&#8217; continued thirst for diamonds. Though our presence in the diamond mines of Africa, in places like Sierra Leone, The Democratic Republic of Congo and Angola, \u00a0may not be physical, our\u00a0socially-sculpted ideologies surrounding the institution of marriage perpetuates these issues, and exacerbates the problems surrounding <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dailymotion.com\/video\/x15zym_blood-diamonds-by-national-geograph_extreme\">blood diamonds<\/a>.\u00a0So, for all you ladies out there: next time you stare doe-eyed into a Zales&#8217; display window and exclaim in &#8220;I can&#8217;t wait to get married!&#8221; think twice about what societal forces and social constructions may be at work when you consider the\u00a0&#8220;necessity&#8221; of an engagement ring. And the next time you look at a piece of art, everyone, look a little deeper and listen a little closer\u00a0to what the piece may be trying to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1487\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-419-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 419\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/>\u00a0 <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1488\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-429-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 429\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/>\u00a0 <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1489\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-400-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 400\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1490\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-478-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 478\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/>\u00a0 <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1492\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-467-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 467\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/>\u00a0\u00a0<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-1491\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/files\/2009\/09\/London-8.28-8.30-482-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"London 8.28-8.30 482\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No museum\u00a0 has affected me as viscerally as\u00a0The Victoria and Albert Museum in South Kensington. 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