The night before my trip to Instituto Inhotim, I flew into Belo Horizonte, the nearest city in the southeastern region of Brazil known as Minas Gerais. The next morning’s journey southward began on a big highway that led to small windy, dusty streets through the town of Brumadinho, to the gates of a former farm now home to Brazil’s largest contemporary art sculpture park-cum-botanical garden. Although normally packed with visitors on the weekends, Inhotim was quiet—it was Mother’s Day. Good for me because there was lots to see. I met my guide Juliana at the visitors center just before 10 AM with the stated desire to see everything. She looked doubtful, but we would try. We set off with a quick pace over a small bridge on a green lake dotted with white swans. I’m not too familiar with the indigenous natural landscape of Brazil (it was only my second trip), but as much as it was beautiful, I could tell this was likely not natural. Indeed, nothing about Inhotim is quite natural, and that is just the beauty of it.