Monday, January 09, 2006
"Three Gems" at Night

The title, "Three Gems" refers to the primary colors, red, green and blue, that flood the skyscape at night. They cycle gently in and out. As you look at the sky through the oculus, it gradually seems less black and appears to be tinted the complementary color to the vivid color inside.
More about "Three Gems" follows.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Monday, December 19, 2005
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
The Old de Young Museum

The 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake damaged the old de Young to the extent that, although "safe" for normal operations, could not be insured for blockbuster exhibitions, the lifeblood of their revenue stream. So the decision was made to demolish the venerable old building and rebuild from the ground up. After years of bitter conflict, the new de Young opened on October 15, 2005.
Opening Weekend - Saturday, 11:45 PM

The controversial new de Young Museum in Golden Gate Park re-opened the weekend of October 15. The museum was open for free for 36 hours straight. I worked the graveyard shift from Midnight Saturday night to 8AM Sunday morning with my friend Coni.** We naively thought we would go in a little early & tour the museum before our shift started. We had no idea what was going on, but as we drew closer we began to wonder if we could even get into the garage. The congestion was unbelievable. After fighting our way through traffic and parking the car, we weren't allowed to enter where we were told. This is the scene that greeted us at at the front of the museum 11:45 pm as we struggled to get to our posts.
**we are volunteers
Deceptively Calm

Wilsey Court from the top of the Grand Staircase, 1:00 AM Sunday, October 16, 2005. Outside the line to get into the museum was backed up all the way to Stanyan Blvd. People waited in line three to four hours to get in. Teenagers were trying to climb the tower from the outside. People exiting the museum were trying to get back in(initially you were granted re-admittance if you had the green commemorative bracelet). That policy had to be abandoned when it was discovered that people were selling their bracelets to people in line so they could jump to the front. Downstairs, famous DJs were giving free concerts and people were doing insane things to try and get in. Meanwhile, all was serene in enormous Wilsey Court except for people sliding down the banister or playing crack the whip.
Shameless Heather

Shameless Heather, a very charming lady, inspired a LOT of bad behavior. At one time she was dancing in the windows overlooking Wilsey Court. Stimulated by her example but lacking her fabulous costume other people substituted their bare bottoms and mooned the crowd below. (Alas, as a representative of The Establishment I refrained from encouraging this rakish behavior by taking pictures. I'm sorry now, of course.)
About 5:15am. Shameless Heather's departure was a sort of tipping point. The Party People gradually gave way to the Early Rising Granola Pilgrims. The entire tenor of the crowd changed from about 5:30 am on. Actual art lovers began to appear. (Not to imply that there weren't art lovers at night. There were, there were. They were just in the minority.)
Survivor

My friend Candice took my picture in the entry courtyard after I went off duty at 8am. I'm sitting on a work of art--Andy Goldsworth's Drawn Stone. See the crack at my feet? It's part of the "faultline" which runs unbroken from the curb throughout the paving stones and seating blocks in the entry courtyard & symbolizes California's fraught topography.
Cantilever

This massive cantilever overhangs the cafe patio. It's supposed to balance the mass of the tower. Whatever. The whole time the museum was being built I thought the cantilever was the entrance to the museum. Not.
After having spent the entire night in austere Wilsey Court I was astonished to emerge into this splendid day. Golden Gate Park is in a very foggy part of the city so it was amazing luck to have dazzling weather for Opening Weekend.
(Sculpture: Pierced Monolith with Colour, 1965, by Barbara Hepworth)
Sunday Afternoon Line

By late afternoon the line to get into the museum was probably only about a quarter-mile long. After having worked the graveyard shift, gone home & napped & returned again in the afternoon, I can tell you for sure--this line is NOTHING compared to the lines during the night. Although the museum isn't in sight from here, it's not that far away.
Outside Looking In

Figures on the Observation Floor of the controversial tower can be seen through the treetops of the park. People are more curious about the tower than any other feature of the museum. Many people are really disappointed that the public isn't allowed to climb the stairs, which can be viewed so tantalizingly through the perforated copper skin of the tower.
Inside Looking Out

I didn't even attempt to go up in the Tower on Opening Day. This picture was taken several weeks earlier when very few people knew it was possible to go to the tower. As a volunteer I observed the universal reaction of every person who stepped out of the elevator onto the Observation Floor: "Wow!" The floor-to-ceiling windows freak some people out. One woman took two steps out of the elevator, turned white, and retreated right back into the elevator, overwhelmed by her fear of heights.































