Magic Gardens

Thanks to a friendly tip we visited Philadelphia's Magic Gardens down on South St. I can't believe that we've lived here nearly four years and have never heard of this place. The artist worked on this masterpiece for fourteen years! Holy cow! He started in his basement, covering the floors, ceilings and walls with mosaics. He worked his way up through his house then spilled over to the outside courtyard and exterior walls. He used mirrors, tiles, bottles, stones, plates, bike rims, china, glass bowls, bricks, and thousands of other random items to build his garden. It's hard to describe the experience in words, so hopefully these pictures can help you visualize what craziness is there.

The basement.

He has an obsession with anatomy and there were faces and bodies everywhere. He was particularly fond of the image of a man with one arm on his right side and three arms on his left. Cambrie found this face and thought it was hysterical to be standing on it.

Cambrie and I were standing in one of the hallways he built outside.

Papa and Cambrie exploring one set of stairs. I just can't believe he built levels in his garden.

Can you find the faces of Cambrie, Bruce and me in this picture?

We thought it was only appropriate to be crazy like our surroundings.

The four of us had a great time and I recommend the visit if you want to experience something truly Philadelphian.