Let’s clear up one thing right now. No, I’m not in jail and selling art. While on honeymoon my husband and I toured the Pensacola Museum of Art. The museum is housed in the city’s old jail. I immediately was intrigued by the thought of jailing art. How could you feasibly jail art when art is found everywhere and in everything? I told my husband if I ever opened a store of my own, I would call it Jailed Art.
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While on honeymoon, my husband and I visited the Pensacola Museum of Art which is housed in the old city jail. I thought of it as an oxymoron, how could you jail art? Thus Jailed Art was born.
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While on honeymoon, my husband and I visited the Pensacola Museum of Art which is housed in the old city jail. I thought of it as an oxymoron, how could you jail art? Thus Jailed Art was born.
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