I had yet to see a real art space in Nicaragua so I took my time meandering through the streets of Leon on my way to the art museum....I wasted a full hour of the hour and a half that I had...and when I finally arrived, I had only thirty minutes to rush through the halls of the best collection of art this country must have. There was real art, and lots of it. I could have spent three days there. And now, to go back, I have to spend seven hours on a bus.
For me, to visit that place again, is reason enough to make the trip and pay for the hostel while I'm there. I left that museum inspired and ready to create. I have neglected my creative impulses far too long. I think maybe today I'll get messy with some charcoal.
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