Art, Alcohol, and Amazeballs – Day 2

We started day 2 by sleeping in, one of my favorite things to do when vacationing without the children. Neither of us slept well that night and we ended up sleeping until around 11. It was gloriously indulgent.

When we did finally get out of bed, we headed to Crystal Bridges and ate lunch in their Eleven café. The husband had a hamburger and I had brown beans with cornbread. It was very tasty. [Smaller photos for today’s photo-heavy post so I don’t overwhelm you feeds.]





First stop after lunch was an exhibition of works by European masters. Admission to the Crystal Bridges permanent collection is free (thanks Walmart!) making it a no-brainer for us to buy a ticket to this special exhibition. I picked out a few works to share with you. Just a couple of my favorites.

IMG_0288Strawberries by Pierre Auguste Renoir

IMG_0289Two Dancers by Edgar Degas

Next up was the American art from the regular collection. It was arranged chronologically starting with pre-Revolutionary War and ending with artists still producing today. That was a great way to approach the art – you really got to grow along with it. Again, here are a few of my favorites.

IMG_0301George Washington by Charles Willson Peale

IMG_0303The Bubble, by H. Fishmuth

IMG_0307Rosie the Riveter by Normal Rockwell
I have to say, Rosie was amazing. Rockwell’s paintings are known for their storytelling ability and this one was no different. The detail was stunning. My favorite part – She was resting her feet on a tattered copy of Mein Kampf.

IMG_0310Old Self: Portrait of the Artist as He Will (not) Be. Variation #2 by Evan Penny
I can’t even explain how realistic this piece is. If we had taken a photo without the wall, you wouldn’t even know he wasn’t living.

We headed back for dinner at a nice, but overpriced, Mexican restaurant. It was too dark to take photos, but trust me, it looked, smelled, and tasted good. After dinner we walked over to the Walmart Museum. We toured a small exhibit space that made you wish someone in your family had the foresight to buy stock in the company in 1970 and ended up exiting through a stereotypical soda shop.

We decided to give in to the nostalgia and shared a MoonPie-Palooza sundae.


IMG_0334Sam Walton’s office as it looked when he died. Apparently they took the whole thing apart, carpet and all, and recreated it in the museum.

The rest of the night was spent in bed watching trashy television. We were both exhausted. We did hit up room service for a nightcap though, i.e. the cheapest bottle of champagne available.



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