We started with a forward walk outside to let the pups burn off some energy before viewing the artwork, beginning by crossing the bridge at the entrance to the museum. Rick is learning that Eckerd is one art-motivated pup.
Then we walked past the museum to the crosswalk on Bay Shore Drive, crossing over to Albert Whitted Park, which is right next to Albert Whitted Airport. A few small planes took off and landed while we were beginning our journey, though I was hoping for more while we were right next to the runway. Still, it was enough to count as a check on the exposure checklist. (More is always better, though.)We walked to the end of the park and came back along the water, where the pups had a chance to practice NOT going swimming. Here are Legion and John staying dry. Good job!
As we headed back toward the museum, we had a good view of its unusual design.
Back on the museum grounds, we visited the Wish Tree in the garden, where people tie their wishes on pieces of paper. Our job was to keep the pups focused as they passed the flowing paper. By all accounts, no wishes were eaten, as Tammy and Darlene can attest.
We could not take pictures of the paintings, but after Pat had showed us several of Dalí's works and unlocked the hidden mysteries in them, we came out to the second-floor atrium for a nice view of the bay.
We ended our meeting in the courtyard outside with a few bits of Southeastern Guide Dogs trivia to help those of us participating in the Great American Teach-In on Thursday to hone our chops. The following picture comes courtesy of Trudy and was taken by her during the photo shoot. It makes a nice portrait of our group on a beautiful, art-filled, waterside day.
As we headed back toward the museum, we had a good view of its unusual design.
Back on the museum grounds, we visited the Wish Tree in the garden, where people tie their wishes on pieces of paper. Our job was to keep the pups focused as they passed the flowing paper. By all accounts, no wishes were eaten, as Tammy and Darlene can attest.
When we arrived back at the front door for our tour, we were enthusiastically welcomed by Pam Whiteaker, who had generously arranged our visit, and Pat Gorman, a former puppy raiser in our group and a docent at the museum who would be conducting our tour. They wanted to take some pictures of our group. With funding down for arts education, so few puppies are interested in art anymore, so when they show up, I guess it's news.
Once the photo shoot was over and we entered the museum, we took the picturesque spiral staircase up to the second floor galleries. Here's Dawson letting David know he's eager to see if the dog hidden in the painting of the toreador is a Lab. (Sorry, Dawson, it's a Dalmatian.)
We could not take pictures of the paintings, but after Pat had showed us several of Dalí's works and unlocked the hidden mysteries in them, we came out to the second-floor atrium for a nice view of the bay.
We ended our meeting in the courtyard outside with a few bits of Southeastern Guide Dogs trivia to help those of us participating in the Great American Teach-In on Thursday to hone our chops. The following picture comes courtesy of Trudy and was taken by her during the photo shoot. It makes a nice portrait of our group on a beautiful, art-filled, waterside day.
A big thank-you to Pam and Pat for making this meeting happen. And I managed to get through this whole post without making any lame Dalí jokes. Surreal.
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