A giant eyeball staring back at me across a green field made me laugh out loud in my car the moment I pulled into the lot. That was my introduction to a Missouri sculpture park, and honestly, it set the tone for everything that followed.
I had expected a quiet patch of grass with a few statues, not acres of rolling meadows, shaded woods, and artwork the size of small buildings. Some pieces sit right out in the open where you cannot miss them, while others hide behind trees along dirt trails, waiting for you to stumble across them.
I spent close to three hours wandering and still left feeling like I had missed half of it. A massive steel spider crouched near the treeline, a pair of concrete shoes sat alone in a clearing, and a bright red geometric structure seemed to float above the grass…