Walking through a museum is always overwhelming.  There is so much to see and observe.  The Cantor Center is full of every genre of art.  I was specifically drawn to the Native American Collection.  When I stand before these works I am mesmerized by the simple line work, and of the beautifully painted animals and patterns so simple and elegant.I appreciate that these pieces tell a story, recording their past. It is like deciphering code. The longer I gaze at the work I start to notice the smaller things, where the fire licked the side of the pot, small chips and wear and tear..  I am continually reminded how beautiful and timeless they are.  For me this experience is embodied more that visual, mainly because I relate so closely with clay, I know the process in which the piece was made and what the steps were to finish it.  While observing the work I  want to sear the images in to my memory, but I generally end up sketching them, trying to capture the strong simplicity of line and design.