Most people go to museums to experience professionally curated art. We rely on the road and serendipity to guide our experiences. Such was the case when we had an hour to kill in Colorado Springs and a general heading—one that took us near the house of the kinetic artist, Starr Kempf. While Kempf may be constructing etherial whirligigs beyond this mortal coil, several of his striking structures still grace the front yard of his former home.
Massive birds and odd, futuristic formations distinguish an otherwise pleasantly suburban house in a quite neighborhood. This is still private property, so we admired the sculptures from the street and crossed our fingers for a gust of wind to send those metal birds spinning.