When I first came to Metropolitan Museum, I think I was twenty.
It was a college trip from Kyoto. I looked at apartments in front of the museum and thought that it would be like a dream if I could live in NY in the future.
Back then, I thought all NY apartments are like those classic pre-war style in front of the MET. Anyway, I came to NY later and started my new life in an old, small, thin wall but pre-war apartment in Queens.
I don't know how many times I came to MET since then. When I was at the entrance of the museum I again thought of the day I came to MET first time.
I still feel how lucky I am, to be able to make living in NY and I can get to see the world without leaving NY by visiting this museum. Don't you think it's just so amazing that we have MET in NY? How wonderful that is.
I found this guy at African art section. He looks like one of good fortune gods in Japan. I named him African good luck boy. He's nice, he makes me smile every time I open my photo file on my phone.