I do not always understand art. Seldom, do I understand art, more probably. I’ve come to enjoy one explanation of art, even as I now only paraphrase it and can’t properly attribute it. Art, said the forgotten-by-me sage, is intended to be transportive, to take you away from your world and into another.
Or some such thing like that. It is a nice idea. And so, when I see this on the IU campus I think I have been placed inside a giant Hot Wheels track:
Here’s the door and sign of the old building. The Media School will be moving out of there in a few days:
And here’s Franklin Hall, the new building. It was built in 1907, has been a library and an administrative building, and is now coming out of a three-year, $21 million renovation. That’s where the Media School is moving to:
My office is around back from there. But much more impressive, inside, is the main atrium, which is dominated by a 26-foot by 12-foot by 4-inches thick screen with six Directv tuners. You can do presentations via computers and play video games on this guy, too:
Opposite that main entrance above is the Jordan River. (They really should call it a creek, but when in Rome … )
This little creek runs around my office, which sits on one of the building’s back corners:
