Texas, Part II: Art, the Titanic, and What's Really Under a Bustle

Print of a watercolor by artist Larry Stephenson

We were off to the Main Street Fort Worth Arts Festival soon after we arrived at David and Michele's house in Arlington. The festival's huge, encompassing all kinds of art: photography, painting, quilts, jewelry, sculpture.  I thought some of it was pretty high quality (yes, was tempted but how to get it home on plane?).

Lots of people, lots of booths.  Saw a jewelry-maker from Berkeley, beautiful stuff, very high prices.

 

Admired the intricacy of these quilts.  Didn't get quilter's name.

Another outing in Fort Worth, one of my favorite Texas cities:

The Titanic, a big show of artifacts at the Museum of Science and Technology.  

You can't believe the stuff, including china in perfect condition, that's been brought up from 2.5 miles under The Atlantic.  We were each given a card outlining the identity of a real passenger, and at the end, we learned how our passenger fared.  Mine went down with the ship because her hobble skirt made it impossible to get in a life boat. (Fashion kills?)

The museum building, opened in 2009, has distinctive architecture.

 

David and Jerry inside the museum

Photo op:  David, Michele, me, and Jerry in photo-shopped museum picture (we were not on the grand staircase of the Titanic)

Texas-sized chocolate fountain at the Golden Corral, a  buffet restaurant.

 

David and Michele with a dessert at the Golden Corral. (Jerry went with pie, of course.)

A dim picture of the Victorian dresses exhibit at the Texas Civil War Museum.  Impressive number of dresses spanning 30 years.  Killer waists and in some cases, bustles.

So that's how they did it:  the hidden engineering of a bustle.  Imagine wearing this stuff!  And all for a bigger bum.  (Why)?

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Spring wildflowers:  Evening primroses at a nature preserve.

Nuzzling pick-ups in David and Michele's driveway; one is on its way to being sold.

Bluebonnets growing in a sidewalk crack.  They're a species of lupin.