{"id":264,"date":"2004-03-08T12:37:41","date_gmt":"2004-03-08T16:37:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/2004\/03\/08\/have-you-talked-about-talking-about-th"},"modified":"2004-03-08T12:37:41","modified_gmt":"2004-03-08T16:37:41","slug":"have-you-talked-about-talking-about-the-weather-today","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/2004\/03\/08\/have-you-talked-about-talking-about-the-weather-today\/","title":{"rendered":"Have you talked about talking about the weather today?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a215'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>Upon entering the <A href=\"http:\/\/www.tate.org.uk\/home\/default.htm\">Tate Modern<\/A> last Wednesday, I had one of the most dazzling museum encounters ever, an installation by Olafur Eliasson called <A href=\"http:\/\/www.tate.org.uk\/modern\/exhibitions\/eliasson\/\">The Weather Project<\/A>.&nbsp; I walked down the sloped floor of the high ceilinged (about 5 stories) Turbine Hall.&nbsp; I was surrounded by a light articifial mist that lent a dreamlike effect, and the hall was lit only by a large half disk that was reflected by the mirrored panels on the ceiling.&nbsp; As I approached the disk, I felt that I was witnessing a nuclear explosion, or a sunset (because of the fog, it felt more like dusk) on another planet.&nbsp; It was a little eerie to see groups of spectators, lying on the floor to see their figures in the ceiling.&nbsp; It reminded slightly of people lying on the ground as a result of effects of some sort of nuclear or chemical attack.&nbsp;Also, walking towards the sun made me think a little of people who have near-death experiences, because I could not help but be drawn towards the light.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>I encourage you to check out the link above to Eliasson&#8217;s work.<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Upon entering the Tate Modern last Wednesday, I had one of the most dazzling museum encounters ever, an installation by Olafur Eliasson called The Weather Project.&nbsp; I walked down the sloped floor of the high ceilinged (about 5 stories) Turbine Hall.&nbsp; I was surrounded by a light articifial mist that lent a dreamlike effect, and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":119,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[188],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-264","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-reviews"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/264","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/119"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=264"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/264\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=264"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=264"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/ecclog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=264"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}