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| Photograph of a photograph of Thomas Hart Benton by Alfred Eisenstaedt. |
There is a place in St. Louis, Missouri called the City Museum. It is an awesome and magical place, an embodied love song continuously created out of the work of what must be hundreds of creative minds and hands.
The “museum” truly has a life of its own. It has a circulatory system composed of wood and metal tubes with intent, marveling, or laughing visitors who move through them. It has a reproductive system as well, sending forth the people who are inspired by it like so many seeds.
If you are able to make the pilgrimage here from anywhere in the world, do it.
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I got to go here a few days ago! It was at night as part of a large group renting the space, so not everything was open, but I had a blast climbing around giant complex jungle gyms and sliding down slides and getting stuck in tiny claustrophobia-inducing tunnels. I agree it’s worth a pilgrimage for anybody, young or old.
Nice! Seriously?! We almost crossed paths. Glad you made it out of the tunnels and enjoyed it as well.