I went to the Museo de las Constituciones in Mexico City. It is a quiet place that is simultaneously dark and shiny. The floors, display cases, and digital displays shine. The mostly dark hall is strategically illuminated by stained glass windows and the wide entrance.
Two things especially impressed me about this visit:
1. The name of the place announces the vast history within. The plural of constitutions speaks to the complexity in crafting rules and rights, in valuing people and processes.
2. The centerpiece is a tree titled, “El Arbol de la ciencia o El arbol de la vida,” (“The tree of science or the tree of life”) 1922, Roberto Montenegro that features twelve women and one man. It is captivating. And, one instantly notices these striking females. They represent fruits.
One of the docents was bursting to tell me more, wanted me to slow down in scanning the artful displays, kept reminding me he was there should I need anything.
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