Went to NYC yesterday with some friends and saw an exhibit on Korean art, the renovated American Wing at the Met and a musuem of Korean traditional clothing.
http://www.metmuseum.org/special/KoreanRenaissance/worship_paradise.aspx?id=32The exhibit of Korean art was nice, but small. Since it was located right in the middle of Asian Art, we saw lots of other great stuff also:
An entire room of sublimely serene bhodisattvas
Lots of Tang pottery including some figurines with fantastic costume details and an amazingly dynamic piece I called "raging camel trying to bite its rider".
3 little figurines called "rural dancers" that looked like potbellied Gumbies stomping in glee.
http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/ho/11/na/ho_1972.60.1.htmAt one friend's insistence, we went to see the Frank Lloyd Wright room in the newly renovated American wing. It was a nearly transcendent experience. I've seen the pics, but they don't begin to compare with how you can appreciate the harmony of a space by being in it.
http://www.metmuseum.org/explore/Tiffany/menu.htmlAlso in the American wing, a room full of Tiffany vases, tons of stuff we will have to go back to see later, and a stunning grand courtyard filled with turn of the century sculptures,
http://www.metmuseum.org/works_of_art/american_decorative_arts/american_wing_2009.aspx surrounded on three sides by architectural antiques such as Tiffany windows, favrile glass mosaics, neoclassical building facades and one wall and roof of glass.
We also had a lovely tour of the Lee Young Hee museum, a small private museum that specializes in traditional Korean costume. It has excellent repros of court costumes and a very nice selection of extant everyday costumes. The garments are lovely, the craftsmanship and textiles are insanely exquisite, and I could go on for hours about the sophistication of the traditional color combinations. I'll just offer one for your enjoyment: A piney teal green with a coral-ish deep rose, offset with hints of plum and deep indigo.
After the museums we had a lovely Korean dinner near the train station. I think perhaps the 6 cloves of roasted garlic I ate may have been too much. I'll find out when I go dancing later today!