I wonder how the master of light and perception celebrates his birthday... James Turrell, call me!

 

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"We go outside and get into a movable shell and zip off to another place, and get out inside of another one. So it’s kind of musical chairs with these shells—the shell game—and these things that enclose us."

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James Turrell gave me a feeling, I feel like I owe him one too. In my first year of college, I went to visit his installation at Clairmont University and was never the same. My relationship to my environment went through a massive shift. I became insanely in tune with gravity, which is complicated in itself. There's this indescribable magnetism to a Turrell piece that almost hurts to talk about because it's so much about presence. At the time I considered myself a rigorous painter. Little did I know.......I love you James. DM me! ;)

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