One day my good friend Sasha asked me if I wanted to help her write down photo information for a class project she was doing. Being that I'm naturally curious and a pleaser, I went along with this suggestion and brought my own camera. I thought this would be a lovely day to annotate some of the more interesting aspects of the Sculpture Garden, located across Vineland Ave. from the Walker Institute and the Guthrie Theater. Quite a cultural little patch of land.

On the way to the Garden we saw this strange little front yard for an apartment.	A detail of the strange yard.	A Tree Grows in Minneapolis.
Downtown crests a line of broccoli-like trees.	The Basilica in Minneapolis.	Some other kind of church, not far away.
		Prometheus is strangling some kind of vulture. This is too hideous not to commemorate.
I think this bench was called 'Six Quartz' or 'Six Faceted Gems' or something.
This isn't actually made of sticks. The artist built a horse of sticks, then cast each stick in bronze and recreated her structure. I think the effect is compelling.	This is just a bench, but I think it still got a nameplate with a brief biography of the carpenter.	I can see a damned art student using this sculpture to stage what he feels is a tense, suspensefully-charged chase scene as the prey attempts to turn the tables on her pursuer.
Sasha prepares her equipment before taking several shots of the famous cherry-spoon-bridge no one's allowed to touch. WARNING: Very large picture.		Twin large monument-like blue mounds. Yes, this is what art's all about.
The grounds were suffused with geese this day. All over the freakin' place.	Watch out for the natural art!	Dammit... I stepped in some art.
This crazy little dome is actually one of my favorite exhibits.	Detail of the dome, 01.	Detail of the dome, 02.
A couple women took turns punching this bag.	It starts to resemble an M.C. Escher portrait... and then it stops, because it makes sense.
If you work downtown, this will look hauntingly familiar.	I just really like the leaves. I thought it might make a nice desktop wallpaper or something. WARNING: Very large picture.	You stand here and look at this stump, and then these three speakers blare a narrative at you that's supposed to go with the stump, I guess. (See below.)
The one on the left is supposed to be an octopus. I don't know what that makes the one on the right.	Friendly little family making a day of the Garden. ...Or are they art? It's so hard to tell anymore.	I'd kinda like this for my apartment...
This is a long covered sidewalk laced with an insane variety of botanicals. WARNING: Very large picture.	There were dozens of these butterflies around (so many that there was a sign posted to announce and describe them) but I only got a picture of one. The others were remarkably similar, trust me.	The Basilica and Minneapolis from the Sculpture Garden.
	For some reason they loved cramming together in the center of flowers.
The Basilica, framed by art.	This was one of the more interesting sculptures, to me, but it wasn't labeled at all.
In the Arboretum, Sasha lies down to get a shot of the big glass carp.		Sparse weekend traffic. ...Or is it art? My perceptions are forever suspect.
I had to take Sasha down this interesting alleyway near Loring Park.	She found it interesting, too.	This is about where I was standing.
	Sasha positions herself to get an upward shot of the church.
"In case of marauding Huns, doors may be locked."	Here, I pushed Sasha down the stairs and ran around to take a picture of it.	"To pick the broken ruins up again..."
This is where municipal funds go: keeping homeless people from sleeping anywhere.		You wouldn't believe how Sasha and I fought for this shot.
	She looks less "monstrous" and more "high-maintenance".	From inside the outdoor "beergartenesque" patio at the Bulldog (formerly the Mud Pie - drunks outnumber vegetarians in this city).
(Sideways) Recording of the voices that spoke when you regarded the gnarled stump.	The aggressive pollination habits of butterflies.