There were comments yesterday about the use of voodoo dolls. I was thinking that one of those would have come in handy with my idiot ex-brother-in-law Mike. Very handy indeed.
One of the features in the voodoo exhibit was this room, with spaces built into the walls where the visitor could get a look inside. It was filled with relics and lit in a somber way. I kept having the sense of being watched, though I was all alone.
Coming out of the exhibit, there was another room of ornate mirrors from the area, unlike the kind you'd usually buy in a household goods store. These were decorated with various voodoo icons and symbols. I caught myself in the reflections in two such cases.
I'm moving into a somewhat lighter topic tomorrow with the other temporary exhibit in the museum...