Since that was the last train for a while, I decided to do something different. I took out my handy Roadside America iphone app and came across an attraction called the Museum of Bad Art. Perfect, I thought!
I followed the directions from the app and it took me to an old movie theatre in town. As I walked in, there was a man standing there with a puzzled look on his face. I suspect since it was in the middle of the day and there weren't any movies showing for a long time. I asked him where the museum was. He said, "museum?" I said, "um..yes, the one with the bad art..." He smiled and said, "oh, it's down there...enjoy!"
I looked across the hall and there was a small hallway with steps leading to what seemed like a basement. Turns out it was also the way to the restrooms. The museum was actually in the hallway in the basement to the restrooms.
I looked around and saw several paintings scattered about. I felt a little sad thinking that works of art that people worked so hard at was shown in a museum specifically dedicated to bad art. However, my mind changed a bit when I read the statement on the wall. It read, "Welcome to the Museum of Bad Art, a unique institutaion occupying a niche previously ignored in the international community of art collection, preservation and interpretation. MOBA exists to celebrate the labor of artists whose work would be displayed and appreciated in no other forum."
It was an interesting tour. For more information, visit their website HERE.