Budapest’s Museum of Fine Arts – Go Drama Go!
Budapest’s Museum of Fine Arts is about art, in a fine way. With a large selection of famous artists and a small selection of ‘in-famous’ artists. What I encountered, while walking the majestic halls, is that once you enter, wonderful DRAMA awaits. And numerous depictions of AFFAIRS between men and women, showing amazing age differences.
Maybe most of all, it was here I realized, that
1. I do appreciate the sophisticated side of life as much as
2. I am into hijinks and live enjoyment AND luckily,
3. the two actually combine well at museums.
My dear, sophisticated readers, I assume, you would come to the Museum of Fine Arts for the ART. To deepen your knowledge about the consecutive periods styles from trecento during the early renaissance to mannerism. You read books the size of my dusty encyclopedia in one go. You don’t use thesaurus, nor google translate because you speak five languages fluently, one being Latin. You are eloquent, well educated and enjoy the finer things of life. Museum art is serious, and most of all, museums are officially declared places of seriousness. I understand.
But…you wouldn’t have read all the way, if you weren’t looking for some blatant fun.
See, at the Museum of Fine Arts, I was confronted with some sever cases of un-balance, that I need to share or I would be at risk for ongoing nightmares.
There it goes. Elderly men and their relationship to younger women on canvas. I can’t help but thinking: unresolved psychological issues and missed dentist appointment.
You will see a lot of sad and desperate women of tragic fates. The Museum of Fine Arts is not recommended for those suffering from depression or anxiety.
I have recently watched all Batman movies, from the campy 60s production to the worst Batman movie ever made in 1997 – with George Clooney delivering awful jolliness and Arnold Schwarzenegger delivering awful one-liners. Most of all, making headlines for its presentation of puzzling homoerotic sequences of rubber nipples, butts and crotches. This is relevant because…
…when I spotted those anatomically overemphasized Greek statues…
…what I really saw, were some particular close-ups from the Batman & Robin movie. Remember those?
And I promised DRAMA. Here it goes. There is this one woman, with clear suicidal intentions, which has been depicted in numerous paintings. She will be dramatically perforating her naked upper body with a dagger, when you see her.
The women’s name is Lucretia, she is a noble Roman women and you will meet her repeatedly in various museums. The historical story goes something like this: The son of the last king of Rome, by the name Sextus (coincidence?), rapes Lucretia, who draws a dagger and stabs herself in the heart after the incident. This eventually leads to a revolution, which overthrows the monarchy and establishes the Roman Republic.
There is actually a lot more drama going on. Look at this. It goes on throughout the exhibition. History is very dramatic. But frankly, nothing changed, people get killed and kill each other in the 21st century. Empires fall and new political systems emerge, all the same.
A portrait of the Addams Family. The museum sign says ‘Sam’ Family. But we all know, they live in disguise. Portrait by Aelbert Cuyp.
I was looking for Mr Thing (the walking hand) but found a squirrel, to much horror, held on a leash.
Museums are no joke.
Just imagine the time this gentleman needed to get ready every morning.
Find a difference between Count Ferdinand Plettenberg and infant Philip.
Note on shoes. The black sandals for men are an inspiration (for men?).
I also found some very beautiful sculptures. The left one is by Auguste Rodin, right one by Hans Bitterlich.
The Three Graces. As grown up maids and (maybe) as children on the left.
For friends of the Secession and Art Nouveau movement. There are a only a handful works to satisfy us.
Maximilian Lenz, who should have not disturbed dancing women with his presence.
Franz von Stuck is one of my favourite artists.
Above all, I marvelled at the Italian renaissance interior with coffered ceilings, arcades, neoclassic columns and a lot of marble. The Museum looks like an ancient Greek temple from outside.
But let’s be clear. The interior is nothing special for Budapest, really. Everyone here, lives like that. Our rented flat looks like that (sort of).
FAQs: The entrance is 2000 Ft for an adult visitor. PHOTOGRAPHY: There will be no signs nor indications on the price tables but you do need a camera ticket for 300 FT, if you like to take pictures. We found out the hard way.
After the exhibition you can experience socialist times and shop at the Museum’s gift shop.
Whatever you do, have fun!