This museum housed a comprehensive look at Qing furniture, religious sculpture, masterpieces of jade, bronze items, ceramics, painting and calligraphy. The museum was well documented and covered several floors. It was easy to overlook which direction to wander as sometimes I felt like I was in a maze.
There was so much to see, that it became a little overwhelming so I focused on what interested me the most — old manuscripts and paintings. There were historical documents that had been made public for the first time with a glimpse of how the Qing government administered Taiwan from 1644 for over two hundred years.
One painting from 1960 not only caught my eye, but also someone else stood before it for as long as I did. When I was on the floor above, I looked down and noticed another person glued to the same spot before the same art work. I wandered on to paintings from the Ming dynasty (that began in 1368) depicting life and scenes from an earlier time set out on long scrolls.
Beyond the exhibition hall was Zhishan Garden, but by the time I left the museum I had packed enough into my last day in Taiwan’s capital.