As such it is.
It’s kind of hard to see in the expanse, but there’s a couple out there, staring out at the sea. (Definitely recommended to click on for a larger view of the image. Stitched panoramic photo, using the Hugin application for macOS. Color version below.)
Some things are straight, some things are crooked; some things are muddied, some things are clear. A new year dawns with old doors and some will open, some will remain closed. I’m looking forward, but it is winter, a time when bitter winds prevail. Still, on it goes; let’s see what happens.
The door was not part of the mill building’s original design; I believe this is the one they put in for Büchel’s failed exhibit. Less light coming in there, but the entrance way provides a wider ingress available for the often large objects displayed in this football field sized art gallery at the Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art.
“Adults without children welcome!” What new worlds and friendly monsters shall we meet today? (Color version below.)
If you look really hard, you can see a little nub of noise that is the memorial tower on Mt. Greylock, Massachusett’s highest peak. (The one closest to the center. It’s really small actually, don’t hurt your eyes. Black and white version after the break.)
Buy used. Buy battered and damaged. Buy all these wayward journeymen. Or buy brand new. Buy your own heart, but buy them all. While supplies last.