Since I’ve lived in Northern Kentucky for at least 16 years, I’ve been to the Cincinnati Museum of Art a handful of times and I’ve always enjoyed myself. They always have different exhibits to enjoy along with everyday favorites (like an Egyptian mummy I still check out every time I enter). Hyde Park, attached to the Museum is a nice walk with a couple sights and sculptures in between.
When I drove into Sculpture Park however, I was entering a different world. On that particular day I was feeling confused about my direction in life, and everywhere I stepped the art seem to echo my reflections. For example, this sculpture made of canoes that represented the twists and turns of life:
The weather was cloudy and windy, the preliminaries of a forthcoming rain. This circle sculpture was made entirely out of rubber:
I came across a pavilion and was happy to see flowers lighting up the dreary day, followed by a beautiful colorful sculpture.
The walk cleared my chattering head and reminded me of the beautiful simple things in life. I sat by a local lake, stroking the fuzzy heads of grass (which I still want to know the name of).
These pictures are only some of the sculptures I saw. The Sculpture Park is incredibly awe-inspiring with a gallery attached. It is an hour from Cincinnati and worth every moment.