FREE ART ?

Thus read the scrawl on a strip of masking tape attached to a rather large piece of plywood. If that piece of plywood were not so easily recognizable as a piece of art, I would have questioned what the sign really meant. Was it art? Was it free? Who was this Art, and what did he need to be freed from?

In any case, it was just sitting there on the sidewalk on Main Street, just a block and a half away from home, and Nate was clearly taken by it. It was coming home with us. No question about it. See how happy he was?

Sometimes your kid will bring home rocks, feathers, leaves and other bits and pieces he finds out in the world. And sometimes he will bring home huge pieces of art.