Valentine’s Day fell on day two of my mother-in-law’s visit. With one full day already spent on the ranch, cabin fever was high and the nearest cool town beckoned. In an informal study, I’ve concluded that almost all the local towns (i.e. within a 75-minute drive) don’t have stroll-worthy downtowns. When we drove past Beeville last month it seemed like it did, so that put it on top of my “cool town” list.
By lunchtime we’d walked the entire downtown, popped into every store, and even gone to the library to act the tourist there. The friendly but apparently art-averse receptionist gave us directions to the Beeville Art Museum if we were in the mood to see “creatures on the lawn.” Were we ever! Unbeknownst to us the museum was exhibiting Mark “Scrapdaddy” Bradford.
It was a delightful surprise and made for a nice way to spend the afternoon. The balmy weather made the walk through the grounds very pleasant and the interior was an elegant showcase for Bradford’s creatures. After reading John Aasp’s review on Glasstire it’s even more apparent how lucky we were to randomly stumble upon this exhibition. I didn’t get to see any flames, but I can always come back to Beeville.