Try to get to Seattle to see the new skyspace if you can. Watching the sky change from dusk to night over 90 minutes or so is extraordinary. When I saw it at PS1 in NYC, it was a packed room of people just staring up at the sky in silence for an hour and a half. Half the fun was watching people open the door into the space in the middle of it all, staring in bewilderment at this room full of people staring at a hole in the ceiling, then shrugging their shoulders and quietly backing out, totally confused. At that point you realize that everyone in the room who has devoted the time to the space has a completely different perception of color and depth than anyone outside, and you realize how powerful the piece is.

Not sure if there's a site that lists where he's being exhibited in the future since the rodencrater site is MIA and jamesturrell.com has disappeared. Haven't seen anything in Artforum lately either....there was an article on him in the LA Times magazine a couple of weeks back, as he built a private skyspace for someone up in the LA canyons....

Hi, Tim! I'll bet we know the same amazing person, at some unnamed ranch which has a view of the crater out their front door!

I was fortunate to go there twice, courtesy of you-know-who, in 2002 and 2003. The pic I posted was from 2002, when we went after dusk, and were just 11 people. making my way in the long tunnels, in total darkness and silence, was an experience like none other.

The approach to that first room (I can't find a reference to its name...I just call it the stairway to heaven) starts out in total blackness. You cannot see ahead. The tunnel is on an incline up to the space, and eventually, by the time one's eyes have adjusted to the dark, and realize they can REALLY see nothing, there appears a lighter-than-dark spot. Even on a moonless night, the chamber collects enough starlight to reflect it off the walls, and indicate something. But you don't know what it is, until you get very close. in the space -- BOOM -- the dark sky jumps. Surreal, incredible, beyond comprehension.

I went in the afternoon the next year...with a crowd. While those in the crowd proclaimed it the most amazing space they had ever been in, I had the dark experience to compare it to, and found the experience less intense than in the dark and quiet.

On the dark journey, one of the people had forgotten his jacket outside (which you get to by going through). He went back, in the dark. He had such a trust in the fluidity of the walls and floor, that he ran the entire way. In the total darkness. We stood outside, hearing his footsteps resounding into the distance. And then, more widely spaced and growing louder as he ran back, towards the outside, with long strides. In the blackness. The trust that the installation engenders was quite unexpected, and heightens the sense of everything.

I still remember it vividly.

Ismist? You want to tell of your Light experience?