My friend K & I set off in her British racing green Mini convertible for North Adams, Massachusetts. Destination: MASS MoCA. By way of: whatever we see. Our first quick pause was at an honor system roadside stand where we bought a pint of blueberries and not peaches or sweet corn. We are longtime car guys & compatible friends.
MASS MoCA is huge, in an old factory. We mostly saw works of James Turrell, including three events we signed up for in advance. He takes you places you don't expect & you don't resist. I lay on the floor of a dome & watched the sky at dusk to color projections. Sounds simple & it is, but it's also contemplative & lovely.