we went to the getty yesterday, and i’d never been. my first impression was the sheer amount of white when you walk into the tram area, and then i was, as all kids are, stoked on the tram ride. too bad it was hazy, though, because we didn’t get much of a view all day, at least not of the los angeles area.
the architecture, on the other hand, was spectacular. there’s a sound sculpture that lead to the main garden that starts near the top of a walkway, basically a river of water flows from a pump about the size of two fists down a long, narrow canal down this vase shaped opening, into three separate sound-altering rock formations and then down into the middle of the garden.
we also checked out the exhibit photographers of genius that was there, which had quite a few interesting photographs– i tend to get bored with earlier photographs and skipped a lot of the scientific stuff and early photography prints and went over to the modern stuff. i liked the hine prints, the weegee stuff, and some others, but the i think it was the albert renger-patzsch photographs that were fucked up. let’s see, there was a chicken head, an amputated foot, and something else weird.