It Happened At Pomona...

Part 1:  Hal Glicksman at Pomona

                   I went to the Pomona Art museum quite a few times over the course of the semester.  Different from all the other exhibitions, this one was open 24/7 which posed an interesting alternative.  Never have I ever been to a single exhibition this many times -- and during the strangest hours...  But it was definitely worth it.  There were some amazing installations in the building.  When you first walk in, my favorite pieces of the first room were immediately to the left.  There were two shattered glass sculptures which were both perfect and destroyed at the same time.  You move along the rooms and run into the work above.  Imagine a huge white box on one side of the wall with huge circular ....things?.  It's almost impossible to grasp on first glance.  You have to keep staring at it to fully understand how it works... It's so serene and complex.

                    Way further into the exhibition there is a small hallway where you would not expect to walk.  There seems to be nothing waiting for you at the end.  Until you see a small opening in the wall, a small glass box/window where you can peep into a secret room.  (Photo above)  Although the photo shows a very orange glow, the room was more pink than orange.  The balloons on the ceiling were reflected on the mirrored floor, creating an endless abyss.  The way it was presented -- looking through a window -- was also very new.  I would spend quite a lot of time with my head in the window box, just zoning out and trying to imagine what it would be like to be in that room.

                       And finally, the highlight of the exhibition, the blue room.  (Photo above)  This room was the most amazing, serene, surreal, epic, trippy room that I've ever been in.  You walk through a dark hallway / space in order to turn the corner into this vast space.  The sharp oval room has a blue glow with white walls.  I was not aware that you aren't supposed to touch the walls, so I know that they feel like tights material.  As in stockings.  White stockings all across both sides.  Very soft.  The ceiling is just black, as is the carpeted floor.  I spent hours in here just lying down staring at the space around me.  I've never been so upset that an exhibition closed....  You could do some of your best thinking in this room.  At 3am.  On a Thursday.  You get the idea.  All in all I really liked the entire exhibition as an aesthetically pleasing experience.  #Win