Hearing that for the second time I would get to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art, gave me goose bumps, and from the extreme enjoyment I experienced during my first visit, and I knew the second visit would be even more exciting. The last time I did not take all time I would have liked, because I wanted to see it all. This time I took it slower, I read the captions, and the snippets of information that came with each piece of art. There were two paintings that caught my eye; the first by a wonderful French artist Euge`ne Delacroix, The Abduction of Rebecca 1846; the second, by an equally brilliant Dutch artist, Rembrandt Harmensz, Aristotle with a Bust of Homer, 1653.
Both equally detailed, and based on the imagination the artist. One has completely fictional characters from the literary masterpiece, Ivanhoe by Sir Walter Scott. While the other, with Aristotle contemplating over the bust of another much earlier Greek philosopher, and author Homer. I have always had a good imagination I can picture the scenes, characters and action in a book, but to see through eyes of another it gives me a new perspective. I once read Ivanhoe when I was about ten or twelve years old, and the way Delacroix brings to life the violence of the Abduction of Rebecca with his color choices and way of shading it is magnificent.
I felt that two the greatest philosophers in all history in one portrait is something worth deep meditation. What ever it was to drive Rembrandt to make such a portrait must have been equally compelling. As I walked away from the museum I felt that because of the allure and appeal of the art, I became determined to return another day.