Say it slowly: The Sonoran Desert Museum.
If you’re me, you’ve just somehow mangled that in your head as the Snorin’ Museum. I’m here to tell you: anything but snorin’, fellow museum geeks.
A delightful experience (albeit not cheap), I was particularly impressed by the text, even though there were distractions aplenty, from flying raptors to a forest of spiked saguaro cacti and ocelots/foxes/porcupines and heat-omg-heat. Even getting here–crossing a rather vertiginous slope up and down from Tucson–was a bit of an adventure.
Once there, the various tones of the texts, the straight-ahead approach, and the museum’s willingness and ability to use humour and wit were all impressive.
I really like layered text, being able to pick out what I want to read. I’ve compared myself to a hummingbird before, flitting about exhibitions, draining the nectar from the flowers, often ignoring the foliage, and perhaps pollinating while I go, but not really intentionally. /persuasive-yet-clumsy-hummingbird-analogy
Here, I was immediately drawn to the, erhm, drawings, signalling a light approach. A deeper dive was possible in the smaller text, revealing more layers of information, most of it interesting and applicable to what I could observe with my own eyes.
The “bee condo” texts were attractive and flawed, but moving in a direction I could get behind. I took more time in this area specifically because this information was here. Plus, seating.
Here’s a bit of hard science-y information condensed in a readable and understandable chunk. Though a little long for my tastes, the combo of good graphic and solid prose made me forgive the light text on dark background. And putting the visitor perceptions directly into the narrative was welcome. Again, I spent more time here because of this text.
This was the part of the visit when my husband turned to me and said, “What are you taking a picture of now?” A small keep-off-the-grass sign, okay? Okay. It’s so simple to say “Keep Off” and so much more difficult to say why. This is just nice, clear text. Layered within a very few number of words. Easy, but thoughtful. Don’t just tell people what to do, tell them why they should do it.
It’s the haiku of interpretive text, all right?
Other aspects of the Sonoran Desert Museum were less successful: the food was meh and the heat drove us off the mountain, just as emergency personnel were called in to deal with someone suffering from what I presume was some sort of sun-induced ailment during the overcrowded raptor flight demonstration. In February, people.
But definitely worth a visit. Lovely grounds, pleasant text. Bring water.