"Once inside,
you feel suspended in pure color, which keeps changing, as if the light itself is holding
you up and you’re floating through a rainbow. With nothing to focus on, it gets hard to
tell if you’re seeing a color or imagining it. When you close your eyes, the afterimages
are so intense that your eyes still seem to be open. Suddenly bursts of flashing strobe
lights generate astonishing geometric patterns. Then serenity returns as you are enveloped
once more in luminous fields of pure color, pulsing slowly brighter and darker until you
feel the light like a massage, pressing down and releasing you into Turrell’s strange
cosmos. The voice of the attendant seems otherworldly when you hear him, as though in
a dream, saying, “We’re going to pull you out now.”
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