the following post includes photos i took of the "Levitated Mass" at LACMA. this huge rock made a news splash earlier in the year as it traveled for two weeks from a riverside quarry to its new permanent home on wilshire. it is the centerpiece of a project by reclusive artist michael heizer. this is the first time that i went to see the finished exhibit. the rock is supported over a concrete trench, and from underneath the rock, there is the impression that the mass is being "levitated".
|a boulder out of its "place"|
|you can walk right under the boulder|
|everyone wanted a picture like this guy on the right, pretending to "hold up" the rock. hysterical!|
|i wonder if, after these few months, the rock feels "at home" in its new environment|
|from underneath, i felt as though i was looking at a view that nature did not intend me to see--like looking up the rock's "skirt"!|
oh my god. even i can't read the previous paragraph! let's put it this way. more than a month into being 50, i feel as if i have unpacked about half of my boxes--enough to "recognize" myself in this new place. but i still feel as if i know none of my neighbors, so there is the rub. in other words, i am not so sure about how others are experiencing me as a 50 year old. make sense??
|this thing is 340 TONS! and yet i felt very secure walking underneath it.|
|from afar, it looks smaller, and somewhat lonely. as if it really does not belong there.|
|they say that the exhibit is "permanent" and that this is where the rock will be for hundreds of years. in time, people may start to think that it has always been there, and that they dug the trench around it.|
and i have GOT to start meeting my "new neighbors".
|this poor rock has no "neighbors", just lots of visitors. is it possible to feel at home where we don't belong?|