Way back in 1960 my family moved from Cambridge, Massachusetts to the San Francisco Bay Area. Although I spent my college, grad school and early career years in New Jersey, New York and Pennsylvania, and my family’s from the Northeast, I feel quite rooted here.
Over the past 6 decades my home, now often known as “Silicon Valley,” has changed almost beyond recognition. Mostly I would rather it were otherwise. I miss our open spaces, a small town feel, the departed general shabbiness. Mostly. Last weekend, however, I was reminded again to stay open to growth.
Fairly recently PACE Gallery opened an outpost on the former site of a used car lot. They focus, appropriately, on digital art. Last weekend, my sister and I stopped in. I thought you guys might like to see some of this exhibit by TeamLAB, just a little something beautiful for a Saturday morning.
The PACE space consists of a series of dark rooms – necessarily, the art is all light-based. One room of panels featured hopping crows and falling branches.
But this was my favorite. Look at how the little figures move.
And finally my sister and I found ourselves in a room covered in illuminations of moving flowers. Yes, we were covered too. The seasons were supposed to shift. We sat on the floor and watched for 20 minutes. Not sure that we saw autumn per se, but children turned light flower-covered cartwheels, a young man took pictures of a young woman, also flower-covered, and I was reminded of both planetariums and Liberty of London.
I’d never say that the digital will replace paint and canvas, but I suppose I have to concede that the world, as we know when we pay attention, is not going to hell in a handbasket. Thank goodness for art.
Have a wonderful weekend.