This was at the Walkway Over The Hudson, once a rail bridge, now a public park ... and very high up indeed.
We had a wonderful weekend break in Beacon, New York, about an hour and a half's train ride from the city. We went to Dia: Beacon, a vast and luminous modern art gallery, with some really breathtaking stuff, some more conventional but still thought provoking work, some playful (I loved an area where taut cord gave the illusion of massive geometric planes intersecting with the building) as well as some work that was clearly meant to convey some deep or serious meaning but perhaps was viewed after our bullshit-meters had topped out. I copied this from the description of one installation:
I was in stitches at this, and Krissa had to take me to a room with gargantuan iron spiral forms until I calmed down.Having traveled from Germany to Manhattan wrapped in felt, Beuys spent a week in a room with coyote.
We were given inaccurate information by our car rental place on how to reach them, so they bumped us up to a BMW to compensate, which was great fun, and in drizzle and mist we went to the amazing Storm King, a huge outdoor art park, made all the more enjoyable by us having the big open spaces virtually to ourselves...