Mass MoCA is an amazing place — its a maze of large industrial buildings bridged together, displaying the collection against a backdrop of rough floors, bare brick walls, and larger-than-life sized iron beams.
It's dramatic and overwhelming, but also incredibly calming and contemplative.
As I mentioned in this post, we went to Mass MoCA to see the James Turrell Into the Light installation.
Tucked deep inside the museum's connected buildings, through the light tunnel, you wind your way back to Turrell.
The museum really is a work of art in itself — intertwined factories, dripping with sunlight and dozens of textures.
(The exhibit requires advance reservation, which takes maybe all of 3 seconds!)
I really had no idea what to expect, but can honestly say it was one of the purest experiences I've had.
Trust me, I'm not trying to be cliché.
You step inside and feel. Time seems to stop, letting you be in a moment without thoughts and ideas painted negatively or positively, you just feel.
I say this is 'pure' because when we stepped out of the gallery, I felt like I had just re-learned that this is how all art experiences should be.
They should be pure and warm, where there is nothing except you, your mind, and the artwork in front of you.
Needless to say, Mass MoCA is an inspiring place to visit.
No pictures allowed in the Turrell — so you simply have to see, or feel, it yourself!