When I decided to sign up for the Mexico City tour, two places were on the top of my list -- places I have wanted to see for years.
The National Museum of Anthropology -- and the cosmopolitan ruins of Teotihuacán.
One turned out to be everything I had hoped for. The other was a little disappointing -- due to my health circumstances.
Let's take the good first -- and leave the not-as-good for tomorrow.
That is an impossible task.The museum consists of 23 rooms. Starting with a great introduction to anthropology, a comparison of the chief Mesoamerican cultures, and a survey of Mexico's pre-history.
The succeeding rooms then take the visitor through each of Mexico's major cultures: pre-Classic, Teotihuacán, Toltec, Aztec, Oaxaca, Olmec, Maya, and the pre-conquest cultures of the north and west. Topped off (literally) by nine rooms of contemporary Mexican culture.
It was impossible to see everything in every room during our short stay. After seeing the place, I am convinced it would be a great place to spend a week. Devoting a day to each culture.
But I did not have that luxury. Rather than running from room to room like a culture vulture, I decided to pick one area for most of the brief time we were there.
And the choice was easy. We were going to visit the ruins of Teotihuacán the next day. So, the Teotihuacán room it was.
I already knew anthropologists have little data about the people who built and inhabited Teotihuacán. It had long been a ruin by the time the Aztecs came on the scene.
Culturally, the builders are an enigma. They were cosmopolitan -- adapting other cultures to their own ends.
And they had a similar impact on the surrounding cultures. In a way, it reminds me of American culture -- an amalgam of the aspects of other nations, but with a disproportionate cultural impact on the rest of the world.
Like most of the other major sites in Mexico, Teotihuacán was known for its monumental buildings -- especially, the pyramids of the sun and the moon.
But there were smaller temples. Some of them a bit more accessible to modern eyes.
The museum has recreated one of those smaller temples, the Temple of the Feathered Serpent. With all of its bright colors and symbolic portrayals of the gods that required regular appeasement.
The characteristic that first struck me was the use of primary colors. Blues. Yellows. Reds. Most of the pigment produced from vegetable dyes. But they are the same colors you often see on buildings in contemporary Mexico.
The colors are there to add impact to one of the wonders of the ancient world. The people of Teotihuacán developed amazing stone-working talents. Almost all of the stone figures are a combination of carved stones and mosaics.
For example, the head of this serpent is carved, but the fluting is mosaic.
Or this representation of the rain god -- a mosaic of large
stone pieces. (This motif has been copied in several art deco
buildings in Mexico. In its original form, it could almost pass as
art deco.)
The recreation helps the viewer to see what we have been told about these monumental buildings. They were stunning both in color and in design. And that is what they were designed to do -- stun their viewers. But I think I could have passed on the dramatic Boris Karloff lighting.
But, there may be a legitimate basis for the lighting. There is horror associated with this small temple. When the original was excavated, the bodies of over 200 sacrificed victims were discovered at its base. Human sacrifice is one of the constants in Mexican history.
But Teotihuacán is far more than temples and blood. At its height, as many as 250,000 people lived there. Making it one of the largest cities of the ancient world.
And where there are people, there is every-day life. The walls of some their homes can still be seen. But the museum has evidence of those lives in the lifeblood of archaeology -- pottery. I particularly liked this whimsical piece.
And the ever-present carved votive offerings. This piece made me wonder if it was modeled on someone the artist knew. The face has an individual look to it.
Visiting the museum helped orient my mind to what we were to see the next day -- the actual ruins of Teotihuacán. Unfortunately, I was a bit of a ruin myself that day.
But that is a tale for tomorrow.