On Saturday, Gary, Alan, and I did some island hopping in New York Harbor, from Manhattan to Governors Island and back again for a day of sun and free public art. (Doesn't it look like Governors should be possessive or plural possessive? Sorry. You can take the editor out of the city, but...)
It was the perfect day for an excursion. Unfortunately, it felt like a quarter of the city had the same idea. No worries, though: The wait was long, but the ferry ride was short.
Governors Island has lots and lots of old, institutional-looking buildings that used to be part of a Coast Guard base. It's kinda cool and kinda spooky at the same time. Several of the buildings had art installations inside. In order to get in, we had to sign releases stating we wouldn't sue if we were hurt or if the buildings collapsed on us.
This was my favorite installation of the day. It was pretty simple: a totally dark room with with two lights suspended from the ceiling. The lights cut a series of curved beams through the darkness, stretching from the ceiling to the floor. It felt like I was in a music video from 1985 (or someone else's near-death experience). I almost fell over a couple times in here...I guess it's a good thing I signed that release.