For the last few days my brain has been spinning. Do. Don't. Good idea, bad idea. This. That. Finally, this afternoon, I said, "Enough," and rose from my desk. I escaped to the
Nelson. I had not visited the Chinese Galleries since they reopened. Honestly, I don't know them that well as I tend to circle my favorites again and again. But, I started on the first floor. I wanted to go back to see the miniatures, which reside at the end of this very severe hall.