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Originally Posted by Rob Instigator
yesterday I went to the art museum and in one of the exhiits there is this small room, divided up into three areas you go into, and it is a david turrell light sculpture. you put on booties like in surgery so the floor stays crispy white. the walls are white and the ceiling is white. the three areas had three diffeenr colors of ligh and the interplay between them made the corners and edges of things look insane, and it REALLY FUCKED ME UP, very disorienting and odd. I started SWEATING AND SHIT! cold sweata! I got a bit of vertigo and had to get the fuck out of there. it took me maybe 30 minutes to recover. odd shit.
too bad too, because right after UI went and found that the MFAH has two different exhibits of prints, one of prints relating to WAR through history, including albrecht durer an some GOYA masterpieces, and then there was another exhibit of woodcuts from the Houston collection and it was fucking AWESOME. but I could not focus too well. my eyes did not adjust back quickly after that light shit. it was NUTZ
and I was stone cold SOBER
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I used to feel that way whenever I would hear some kind of Ladytron song.. that shit would give me a literal bad trip.. one time I literally ran out of a store in the mall because the ladytron soundtrack was fucking with me