The Patent Office Building, which houses the Smithsonian American Art Museum and the National Portrait Gallery, is about to receive visitors.
After a six and one-half year hiatus for renovations, the Smithsonian American Art Museum reopens tomorrow. As a personal benchmark, my oldest daughter, now almost 10, was just a wee three when we closed in January 2000. A lot has changed both at home and in the museum.
In the days leading up to the opening festivities we've been blogging up a storm over
Eye Level: Yahoo! says we're "100% snooty-free!"
Access to Eye Level, our new blog at American Art was a bit dicey today. Typepad's servers were having a bit of trouble so our site (and every other Typepad hosted site around the world) appeared to the public as it had two days ago when they last backed up their servers. But that didn't stop Yahoo! from naming Eye Level as it's Web site of the Day!
"Finally, an art blog for the rest of us! The bright minds behind the Smithsonian American Art Museum
The Smithsonian American Art Museum's Blog: Eye Level
Today marks the debut of a project I (and many others) have been working on for about six months: Eye Level, the blog of the Smithsonian American Art Museum (and the Smithsonian's first blog!). I designed the blog and managed the project.
When the Smithsonian American Art Museum reopens its renovated historic main building in July 2006, it will be a showcase for American art that celebrates this nation's vision and creativity. Eye Level is part
My "one-on-one" in-depth visit with Tai Shan
Tai Shan, the Smithsonian's newest Panda will debut at the National Zoo December 8. Well, technically he's China's newest panda since, by agreement, he will be given to the Chinese when he is two.
Free tickets were offered to the public this past week on a first-come basis via the National Zoo's Web site. And already those freebies are going for big bucks on eBay. Now that's the entrepreneurial spirit.
However, as one of the perks of working at this
Another typical workday: a suspicious package left at Starbucks.
Every workday afternoon I log my activities and daily accomplishments into an Access database. We do this to track the amount of time each project takes. But the bonus is I can see just how I spent my day. It's a 21st century diary of sorts.
It occurs to me that at week's end I sometimes wonder just how I spent other parts of my life, the non-project parts. Did I experience anything interesting? Where did the time go?
Pretty in Pink: My Coworkers and I in the Uniform of the Day
Commuting time is usually decompression time. Unlike driving, riding the subway each morning and afternoon allows me to listen to music or This American Life on my iPod, read the morning paper, and sometimes just observe my fellow commuters.
Today, as I made my way underground, I was reading Deepsix, my latest less-than-deep sci-fi novel. I casually looked up to notice the five people sitting closest to me were all wearing pink and