My last stop in St. Louis was the City Museum. I found the address and set off arriving at the destination around 4:20. Which strangely was a very appropriate time to get there. This was no museum. This was a stoner's dream gym. I walked up to the gate and asked to pay admittance. The lady informed me that unfortunately the museum was closing in 40 minutes and that I should come back in the morning. I then informed her that I won't be even near the city tomorrow so back off and let me in! She was nice enough to cut my admission in half and told me that if I do anything I need to hit up the "Art City" and the "10-story slide."
I felt like a contestant in great amazing race. I was running around searching for clues. What is art city? A City made of Art or Art of a City? I had so many questions, so little time. I found Art City. It was a bunch of weird stuff clobbered together. It was pretty interesting. But the coolest thing was a fully functional giant rock 'em sock 'em robots machine! I wanted to play but I would have been about 2 feet taller than anyone else in line. Plus time was limited!
Not wanting to delay I quickly set out to find the 10-story slide. But the building only had stairs up till the third floor. Using my amazing deductive reasoning I figured this slide had to be on the 10th floor! See how I did that? So I approached a man wearing a city museum T-shirt and asked him where I could find the said slide. He told me to go to the elevators. I told him I got here 5 minutes ago and need to see everything because I am leaving on the rest of my trip in the morning. So he told me to follow him and walked out the exit. Thinking I had been duped into leaving the museum I was starting to get nervous. But he looked at the security guard, thumbed back at me, and said "Special request." And we were off. We got in an elevator with a bunch of other people, pushed floor ten (aha!), and then another secret button. When we got to the tenth floor he told everyone to get out, but then held me back. We get to go to the secret floor! So he started telling me about the building. A very rich man bought the building and started outfitting it. I asked why he wanted it to be so weird and he informed me that the man was pretty into The Wacky Tabacky, Lady Ganga, Gongo Bongo, Mary Jane. If you aren't hip to the cool those are all words I heard, or made up, for marijuana. It suddenly made sense why it felt like I had stepped into a real life Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Turns out all the material in the building is found art in St. Louis. Definitely a place that when I get back to St. Louis is somewhere that I will visit and thoroughly explore. So sit back and enjoy a couple of pictures that I to to try and catch the atmosphere.
All of the wire tubes you can CLIMB THROUGH and explore the things it leads to, which includes a Bus, a Plane, a trolley car, and a giant Praying Mantis.
Totally normal. Just a giant squid like thing. Would you like to slide down this slide?
This is one of the first things you see when you come in the building. It really sets the mood.
Tree. Check. Elephant head. Check. Silver streamers. Check. Do you really want to tell me someone wasn't high when they put this exhibit together?
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