Despite being dressed like Houstonians in the surprise snowstorm, we had a fabulous time and visited a different part of the city each day. One of our favorite things was something we didn't even know about until we stumbled upon it--The Museum of Bad Art. We decided to see a movie at the theater in Somerville, and since we had some time to kill, we headed to the basement to see what the MOBA was all about. We were not disappointed.
It's exactly what it sounds like. Ever been to a garage sale and seen a hideous and/or unintentionally funny painting? Or perhaps made something like that yourself? There's a home for such artwork. The museum is "dedicated to the collection, preservation, exhibition and celebration of bad art in all its forms and in all its glory."
Here are a few highlights from our visit:
There were history lessons. Like this rendition of the Tiananmen Square protest:
|I'd totally forgotten about the mariachi|
And a tribute to our country's African-American presidents:
|Presidents Obama, Beck, and Palmer|
There were a couple of paintings inspired by famous works of art. The Mana Lisa, for example:
...and, uh, this:
|I don't remember the name of this one, but let's call it "Girl With a Sunburn Crashing Van Gogh."|
It's hard to pick a favorite, but I'm pretty sure mine is the ferret prostitute in a brothel:
|I was a kit, I needed the money|