One of the greatest attractions of Frick Museum is not just its rich collection of some magnificent paintings, sculptures and objets d'art but the mansion itself, the rare remaining vestige of the way the corporate robber barons used to live in the days past. The royal atrium, spacey halls, charming galleries and vestibules all add up to conjure up the images of the bygone days of the Gilded Age (of which, incidentally, Henry Clay Frick was arguably the worst, the most ruthless and cruelest representative).
The collection itself features two amazing paintings by Hans Holbein, some interesting works by Francisco de Goya, terrific St-Jerome by El Greco, fantastic auto-portrait by Rembrandt, and enchanting The Bullfight by early Édouard Manet, to name a few.
Having said that, the entire collection does leave a hefty impression of a mismatch, for Mr. Frick (unlike Dr. Albert C. Barnes, for example) never had any clear goals or defining objectives as what exactly was the main interest and driving force of his efforts.
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