Solace in Beauty

I asked a security guard how to get to the exhibit, Passion for Jade. Directions were given along with the comment, “you will probably be the only one up there.” She was right. It was housed in a modest sized gallery off to itself accessed by what looked like a private elevator. It reminded me of a windowless garret as it is tucked up under the north end of the building. At first it was disconcerting given the muted lighting and the silence. The fact that the display  lacked the cachet of more promoted exhibits takes nothing away from the exquisite Chinese carved jade and nephrite pieces in colors from white to dark green and black dating back to the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.