The plan was to start my short trip to The D at the world-renowned Detroit Institute of Arts Museum, but they “closed early for a special event, sweetie.” No problem. I made the short drive over to Lincoln Street Art Park, a mural and sculpture exhibit near a recycling facility and old industrial buildings. I was the only person there besides an teenager hiding out near the train tracks, but the art was fun nonetheless. I liked the mural below. It felt like I was looking at myself 40 years from. Maybe 20 if I keep messin’ with them ham hocks.
From there I drove to The Heidelberg Project, a residential art display in the hood. I felt uncomfortable just walking through people’s yards, but an elderly lady sitting on her porch smiled and struggled to raise her arm to wave. I took that as a sign that I wasn’t being too intrusive. The art was definitely bizarre and probably freaky if you go at night and see a bunch of dolls staring at you.
