A date with a dead king

I dedicated this entire day to a trip to the Pacific Science Center in Seattle, where the grave-robbing exhibition named Treasures of King Tut is displaying the spoils of (British) empire.

Despite my disapproval of the whole way the Carter robbed graves in Egypt (you can see him do it in this 4-minute video), I wanted the chance to see the artifacts, which I am assured will be going back to Egypt, where they belong, after the exhibition closes on January 6th, 2013.

It was mind-blowing.

Let me unpack that: along with me were my daughter (who is as fascinated with mummification as I am with strings and yarns), her friend, a very fine sketcher, and my husband, who is deeply immersed in the study of human history, especially of parts of the world in the Eastern Mediterranean.

Each of us shared perspectives about the exhibits, with the sketcher seeing lines and shapes and making them apparent, the mummy-knower updating us about why particular forms are especially significant, the history-dude adding a fourth dimension and constantly perspectivizing everything we saw, and me looking for fiber and fiber-related skills.

A proper reflection about this exhibition will be on this blog (under the yet-to-be-added Reflections heading). First impressions need a word in Arabic to full encompass the opening of my heart and mind in that series of dark, over-heated, far-too-loud rooms: Alhamdulillah!

I am overwhelmed with joyous gratitude (to no specific entity, freeform gratitude goin’ on here) that I get to live in these times and see the hieroglyphics translated into languages I can speak, to see the artifacts in such great company, with my own eyes now as multi-faceted as those of a fly, to see the points of view of my fabulous companions and of students and researchers over the years.

Alhamdulillah.

If you, gentle reader, have a chance to see this exhibition, definitely do.