We know we are a species obsessed with itself and its own past and origins. We know we are capable of removing from the sanctuary of the earth shards and fragments, and gently placing them in museums. Great museums in great cities–the hallmarks of civilisation.
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will...
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Caitlyn Siehl
Museum education has the power and the responsibility to do the challenging inner work of tackling tough topics and turning them into teachable moments.
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Monica O Montgomery
Tough topics are only tough for those who don't want to approach conversation, who don't like problematizing the status quo and nuancing the narrative.
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Monica O Montgomery
Education is the lifeblood of museums.
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Monica O Montgomery
When asked why he wrote the book, Freed said: In the 1980s, I joined the small group of anthropologists who were writing about the history of their subject. I believed that I could add some balance to American anthropological history, and that the best place...
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Stanley A. Freed
More Quotes By Kathleen Jamie
There was a time–until very recently in the scheme of things–when there were no wild animals, because every animal was wild; and humans were few. Animals, and animal presence over us and around us. Over every horizon, animals. Their skins clothing our skins, their fats...
We know we are a species obsessed with itself and its own past and origins. We know we are capable of removing from the sanctuary of the earth shards and fragments, and gently placing them in museums. Great museums in great cities–the hallmarks of civilisation.
When we were young, we were told that poetry is about voice, about finding a voice and speaking with this voice, but the older I get I think it’s not about voice, it’s about listening and the art of listening, listening with attention. I don’t...
In September countless sand and house-martins jazz above the river, taking insects from the surface, from the air, thousands of birds kissing the river farewell. They creak, a sound like the air rubbing against itself. Summer is everything they know; they're preparing themselves, sensing in...
