Easily overlooked by those who are not searching for it, the Rubin Museum Of Art  seems like a hidden treasure.  Bright lighting and open space is encountered on the first floor. The wooden floor polished lead up to a spiral staircase that gives off the minimalistic vibe due to its clear glass and white color. Moving up the staircase the gradient of darkness increases. Ascending the stairs looking at for one floor to start, suddenly I noticed something that seemed more than an artwork. There seemed to be a glass covering the front of it. Surrounding by darkness all that can be seen through this glass is extremely blurry yet spots of yellow shine through. Walking to the side to find an entrance suddenly the fogginess fades away and  a wooden shrine is revealed. Gold shined throughout as the pieces were being exposed to light. The lack of people and the darkness provide a vacuum, a place where footsteps  seemed to echo. Previously entranced by the visual of the shrine, I did not pay attention to the sound coming from the shrine. Startled by the humming and singing sounds I walked forward in a trance. The voices had echos and the sound  kept ascending  in volume. The deep baritone chanting stopped and the sound of a lighter rose up. I felt like I was having an out of body experience. The lights were dim the sound and the shrine were highlighted as if they had a spotlight upon  them yet they were not overwhelming enough to make me feel uncomfortable. Instead when I closed my eyes I felt as if I could  stop myself from thinking and still have some serenity.  The other exhibitions were impressive as well yet with the shrine there was a connection established because it was interactive.