But during the one nice day I had, not only did I find a tiny (man-made) body of water, I also walked around downtown. There are several different neighborhoods in Dallas, much like any city (and I am still attached to the ones in Manhattan), but I found myself wandering to both the closest and most interesting – the Arts District.
It’s a pretty area, with lots of shiny buildings and interesting graffiti on some of the walls, and a few theaters and concert stages. Not quite Broadway, or even Temple Street in New Haven, but still a nice place.
A bit of google maps later, I found myself at the Dallas Museum of Art. No, it’s not the Mueso del Prado, or the MoMA, but it’s got enough to keep me happy, and oh….yeah…it’s free. This $25 entrance fee (or €14) thing is pretty steep, if you ask me.
There was some interesting art – old Mexican sculptures and masks, a handful of Mondrians, and a spattering of ancient Egyptian and Japanese relics – but the best part was the modern art chairs…..well, obviously. It’s a freaking panda chair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Worry not, I was not arrested for trying to
steal save said pandas from a fate worse than death – being crushed by a massive American derriere – but I did have to drag myself away. Oh, pandas. My weakness. I spent a few hours meandering through the exhibits, and though I missed several really great ones (Pollock, Renoir, and International Pop Art), there was enough to remind me that art is everywhere.