The Baby Lotus Bud and I had been to the Walker Art Center earlier this summer. This time I invited three other mamas and their babies to join us. I'm trying to accomplish two things: first, to get a regular monthly outing planned with a bunch of mamas and second, to get these mamas to join me on the quest to visit all the museums on the Adventure Pass list.
And, although we both had been to the Walker earlier this summer, I thought we should go again as it was before the compilation of my List. I also knew where to park, how to access all the galleries, and where to have lunch, so it was an easy outing to coordinate for the initial Minneapolis Mama gathering. Hey, maybe that's what I'll call this group of mamas!
This gathering was all girls! It was awesome to be surrounded by such feminine goodness!
The Minneapolis Mamas gathered and made our way into the Walker Art Center. It kind of sucks that I couldn't take any pictures in the Center because we were quite the vision of the hip stroller parade. We spent quite a bit of time in the Benches and Binoculars exhibit, all of us mamas trying to guess which was the Georgia O'Keeffe. None us picked the right one (not even me, the Mama who had been here earlier this summer!) which was great as this affirmed we were viewing a not-so-typical O'Keeffe. A couple of the Mamas identified several other artists correctly, and then, we moved onto the next gallery floor.
I was particularly interested to see four pieces of art created by Kara Walker. She is amazing and disturbing and incredible and honest and shocking. I am blown away by the content and the scale of her work. I can't wait until the next time her larger exhibit comes again to the Walker Art Center. I had the pleasure of meeting her a few years back. I was stunned by her quiet, yet strong demeanor
We headed to lunch at the Sculpture Gardens just across the street from the Center. We happen to find the most perfect picnic table for lunch totally covered in shade and with a clear view of the skies to the West from which a storm was approaching.
Three of us used our nursing gowns for the first time. Mine's called the Hooter Hider and I totally get a kick out of the name! Nursing out in public can be uncomfortable. Although I have no shame in whipping my boobs out, I don't care for some of the looks I get from people in the vicinity. The fourth Mama chased her little sweetie around who just couldn't stop going for the squirrels.
We nursed, we ate lunch, we changed diapers.
Refreshed and rejuvenated, we returned to the Art Center for a stroll through a few more galleries.
It was a such a great outing for me. I didn't feel rushed with the sense of having to return to feed the Baby Lotus Bud. We both returned home tired and content.
What a great day! Next month: The Minneapolis Institute of Art.
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