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The interior decor of the room below was modeled off of Wedgewood china...It was a blessing and a curse that we were allowed to take photos at the Hermitage. So terrific to be able to capture these masterpieces forever, but it was so difficult to choose which ones to photograph and which NOT TO photograph!These two paintings were my favorites. The one below just exudes wisdom. Look at the subject's hands. They are incredible and just right. Those hands make me miss my grandparents.I also found myself drawn to this Prodigal Son painting. I am not sure I have ever retained any memories of this Bible subject so well captured and poignant on canvas.
There were some familiar favorites in the Impressionist wing. Isn't it funny how you never can get enough of the French Impressionists?!?
By this time Connor awoke. My heart melted as our compliant and happy baby gazed at the art with dazzling eyes.
View from one of the Hermitage galleries.John and Brian were very chivalrous. They took turns helping us with the Bob stroller on the stairs. Connor must have felt like a princess being paraded around under the strength of these guys! My arms were thankful for the rest.
Kirk checks out the "Golden Room"