An afternoon of two museums of a different bent

We decided to soak up some culture. The first stop was the Museum of Czech Cubism.

This museum had a very appropriate home. It was housed in a resplendent Cubist building called the House of the Black Madonna. In fact, the building itself was half of the fun of the museum.

The exhibits themselves were intriguing. I hadn't known that there was such a strong streak of Czech Cubism. Among my favorites were a sculptor called Otto Gutfreund and an architect whose name I cannot recall. the furniture was also a highlight of the small museum. No pictures allowed inside, though.

However, the inside of the building itself was photo worthy, and I took a couple to remember it by.

From this museum we switched gears, heading first to the Czech post office to deliver some postcards. There we discovered an irreverent sense of humor, as well as a delightfully designed main building and a delightful customer service experience of the take-a-number variety.

Continuing to gearshift, we found ourselves at the Museum of Communism. What sounded very kitschy in the blurbs we had seen was anything but. There were gobs of artifacts from the era. But the history itself took centerstage. Along with the well known parts of the Eastern European Communist experience, I was intrigued to learn of the re-invasion of Czechoslovakia in the 60s by the USSR. I was also intrigued to learn a little bit more about the Velvet Revolution, including the peaceful demonstrations that nearly got violently repressed until they didn't.