However, resistant to the impossible, our brain searches for objects, clues, anything that would explain the method and the process, but Turrell has removed any hint that might give us context. Despite the fact that it defies logic, our eyes tell our brain that the blue hole is a floating shape, deliberately infinite. What is impossible to ascertain is if the light comes from the outside (projected from some elusive source) or from the inside of the hole. In this case, a hole filled with blue light has been carved into a corner of the room. “Raethro II (Blue),” another piece from 1969, feels just as compelling, contemporary, and mystifying. James Turrell, “Key Lime” (1994), wedgework: flourescent and LED light into space with fiber-optic light, dimensions vairable. You can sit on the bench and appreciate the rosy pink, the glowing edges, the light that seems to have no discernible source, while gravity and perspective feel like outdated concepts. Most of Turrell’s pieces are designed to be experienced over time, and this one is no different. While you sit on the white bench, the rectangle appears self-levitating, an iridescent pink leaking around the edges, sending a softly fading rose hue across the surrounding white walls. To put it into words, which again, fail to convey the grandeur of the experience, “Raemar Pink White” is a room painted entirely white, all the corners shaped into gentle curves so that depth disappears.ĭirectly in front of you is a rectangle, its sharply pointed corners in marked contrast to the lack of hard edges anywhere else. Quite the opposite-it feels as futuristic as they come. “Raemar Pink White” (1969) may be almost 50 years old, but it does not feel dated. One of the first “pieces” of the exhibit, and by “piece” I mean room, as each one of Turrell’s experiences, with the exception of the holograms, gets its own separate environment, is one of his earlier works. What Turrell creates are immersive environments that change the way you understand reality. Because what Turrell creates is not art, at least not in the typical sense. A Turrell experience must occur in person. And everything about his work seems impossible.Įven putting his work into words is almost as difficult as capturing it in a photograph. To compare this exhibit to standard museum fare would be missing the point. To discuss Turrell in terms common to art conversations is impossible.
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