Tag Archives: public art

Play at your own risk.

I am woman

I am woman

I am a man

I am a man

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I could have fit it there.

But I didn’t.

Guess I’ll have to go back to Amsterdam.

I can fit in a pitched roof portal window.

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.

– The Fantastiks

Shortly before I left Minnesota, my rockin’-Mom-friend Natascha, me, and a car full of children made our way to the amazing Franconia Sculpture Park for a day of adventure and art appreciation.

And here are a few more pictures from Franconia, which I encourage you to visit if you live in Minnesota or Wisconsin.

Warning! Hippies Being Artsy!