Wow. I'm spending two weeks in Los Angeles this month, and I'm enjoying a lot of things I miss about living there. First and foremost: LACMA. I bought my ticket for the James Turrell show weeks ago, and it was worth the wait. I spent two hours sitting with each piece. I got too close to the work and the security guy hassled me a little bit (even though I didn't touch anything — how could I, it's just light!).
I sat for a good long while in this pink room. I sat on a bench and it almost seemed religious, like an altar or something. After I left this room, I entered the next room and it appeared green (even though it was just white). The sheer scale and effectiveness of Turrell's play with our perception of light and color is fantastic!
These holographic pieces were two dimensional mirror-like surfaces, but it appeared as though the reflections were reaching out toward me. Sometimes it's difficult to tell if the work is being projected or reflected onto surfaces or into spaces.
This show was even better than I imagined it would be. I wish I had sprung for the special light chamber experience, too!
