This really is a small museum, what amounts to three rooms downstairs, and one up above, although parts of it were closed when I visited including the textile room (pity). What was there was more than enough to fill a morning though, particularly the Durer prints – I stared so long, and so closely at some that I was afraid my breath would make the protective glass foggy (embarassing). The man was a genius. Plain and simple! Felt the exhibits in the ‘Gay perspective’ were trying too hard to make connections that just weren’t there, but the paintings themselves were varied and some of them are stunning! It was really good to see so many paintings that, because they don’t hang in a mainstream gallery, have escaped the public eye to a large extent, and so were completely fresh and new to me.

Unexpected pleasure: The detailed depictions of archers in several of the Durer prints.

My only complaint is that the gift shop didn’t have copies of the prints to buy….. they are missing out on a fortune, on me alone! However, they have a really impressive book selection and I bought the only book of my trip here….. had to carry it around all day but it was worth it!