Philadelphia II: Canvas and Wood

Reading this week: Weird Fucks by Lynne Tillman (not very weird at all) I alluded to it in the last post but the gaping hole in my super amazing wife’s previous encounter with the City of Brotherly Love was a visit to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. We had gotten close the previous day with our visit to the Rodin Museum but made a point of not going all the way over. We wanted to start the day there and savor it, and so on our second day in Philly we arose and sampled the hotel breakfast fare and started to make our way on up the museum. Poor alligator but what a great-looking cow. There was a Pride festival that day which complicated our approach somewhat. The festival was still in the early stages of setting up so we were still able to navigate around the various fences being put in place. This brought us first to the Washington Monument which is placed there in front of the museum, and whoo boy I can’t believe that sucker is still standing without some explanatory signs. Lots of…