That was a great day. School went well and then we headed over to the MCA at noon to go through their exhibits. The main exhibit was by an artist that goes by the name Frohawk Two Feathers, he invented a story and painted pictures and artifacts to go with it.
At first you might think he was retelling an actual event, but Frengland never held territory in the Americas, there was no assassin from New Spain that took out a Chief of the Ute-Comanche alliance and the painted elk skin with images from a battle between the Indians and the Frenglish records something that never existed. It’s a story in art and makes you think about how history is recorded and passed down.
His Ute and Comanche figures seem real, his maps have an aged appearance from tea and coffee staining, his paintings on skins look like they could have been from a real tribe – but it is all imagined.
Each part of the collection tells a story of the colony that is unfolding in the New World, the Natives, the Frenglish; it was very interesting.
Upstairs there was an exhibit called Continental Drift.
These pallets look forlorn sitting on the floor.
This piece was about using maps drawn on hands and then copied to show tourists around town. The girls thought that was a cool idea (and I never let them draw on their hands with markers – not!) On the 3rd floor we played in the Bubble garden, the girls wanted to take it home.
It reminds me of those 60′s style roundish chairs.
We made some butterflies to tack onto the wall and then played picture tag.
That’s where the girls run around and I try to take a picture of them smiling, it’s harder than it looks.
Hiding in the bean bags, not a good place to hide, I could hear them wiggling around in there. Outside the water in the fountain was placid and reflecting the sky.
We found out they dye the water too (like the Botanic gardens), but they made theirs purple. We had a soda and then walked to the river to meet friends for some tubing.
The girls had a good time tubing from one section to another. The water was warm and just right.
At first Hannah didn’t want to go through the rapids, but after one time through she went all the way to the top and rode down on a tube.
Grace borrowed Hunter’s tube and went down. Bethany preferred to float down on nothing.
After swimming for a couple of hours we went over to Little man’s for ice cream.
Root beer, honey gelato and cinnabun flavors.
I tried cucumber-pineapple sorbet and lemon-basil sorbet, both were delicious. They need to have a frozen tray where they can load up 6 or so flavors in some shot glasses. I’d pay for an ice cream tasting of the more eclectic flavors (hint, hint….)
Tomorrow is park day!