I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again. One of my absolute favorite styles of art is interactive art (iArt). I revel in awe at the adorned walls of a museum as well as the melodic sounds from spoken word or musical art. However, no art makes me feel more alive than when I can play an active role in its beauty.
On my most recent vacation to Los Angeles, CA, I was sure to make a stop at LACMA to see the ever popular “Urban Light” by Chris Burden.
As stated, my main objective for visiting LACMA was to catch a glimpse of Burden’s work. After I posed for my obligatory “carefree twentysomething” picture, I had every intention of museum hopping over to the Petersen Automotive Museum and finishing my day of art indulgence meandering through the timeline of automobiles. There’s something about an old school muscle car or an electric low-rider that gets my engine going (I’m two for two on the puns, I’m on a roll). But being a “lost angel” in Los Angeles, my art muses had planned a brief detour in my route. So I followed them (the muses, that is) through the sculpture garden full of marble muses and up a set of stairs that led to one of the most engaging masterpieces, I’d go so far as to say, that I’d ever seen.
“Penetrable” by Jesus Rafael Soto was utterly captivating at first sight. Watching the children course their way through the grid of yellow plastic hoses, disappear into the art, and come out on the other side with a telling smile made me feel more at one with Soto than I can describe. The smile on those pre-adolescent, innocent faces said that they had been transformed by this piece of iArt that they had been invited to participate in. The alluring use of the color yellow (my favorite color by the way, so A+ Mr. Soto) warms up your spirit and coaxes you into the labyrinth of tubes with an open heart and mind. My journey through that maze was transformative in that I could feel myself penetrating mental barriers that I, myself, had constructed as road blocks to reaching my goals. Upon my exit, there was nothing that could hold me back. And just like that, iArt revealed its true beauty to me once more.













