It's always fun to go to the Met, but today's was my least satisfying visit. Partly it was my fault - the exhibits I wanted to see closed recently (so recently that there's nothing new in their places yet - the Viennese silver service below was merely diverting). And partly it was theirs - to sign up for one of 
the guided walks up into "Big Bambú," the still-growing sculpture on the roof, you have to go through endless security and legal hoops... and the thing itself? It makes for cool photos, yes, but seems a stunt for a park or zoo, not an art museum... No comparison with its sublime predecessor, Roxy Paine's "Maelstrom."
