Go see Body Worlds if you get a chance
It changed my views on life, death and art
Back in 2006, my ex and I visited the Houston Museum of Natural Science. I love this museum. There is a gem and mineral section with a geode so large you could walk inside it. The Butterfly Pavilion is magical. I can easily spend two hours wandering inside just that part of the museum. And then there is the T-Rex skeleton! Who doesn’t love dinosaurs? Or watching polar bears in 3D in the giant theater, or seeing a star show in the planetarium?
You can probably tell that I really love this place! In addition to all of these great permanent features, the Museum also hosts traveling exhibits.
In 2006, one of these special exhibitions was Body Worlds.
When we arrived at the museum, I read the information at the ticket counter. Body Worlds was an exhibition of dead bodies. I was repulsed. Did I really want to see a bunch of corpses? It sounded icky, I told my husband. And I bet they smelled.
We decided to stick with the regular exhibits. Then we took the elevator, and it got stuck. There was a guy stuck with us who had just seen Body Worlds. He couldn’t stop talking about how great it was. By the time we started to move again, he’d convinced us.
