Photo Essay: The Getty Center, On a Clear Day

The first time I visited The Getty Center, I was in LA on a business trip in June, still not used to the gloom of the summer, and I encountered not just an overcast day up there in the hills overlooking the 405, but a misty fog so low and thick, it was like being in the clouds.

It was a soft focus version of LA that's common in June, unable to see past the neighboring Bel Air communities.

I went back a few weeks ago, nearly three years later and a couple months earlier in the year, and I got probably the clearest day The Getty Center will ever see, a day so clear you could see forever.



From the blindingly bright tram ride up...



...to our first arrival, jaunting across the lawn...



...we could see a clear blue sky...



...and straight out to the ocean.



The sun glistened off railings...



...reflected greens and blues that I had not yet seen at The Getty...



...casting shadows in stark contrast...



...whether from building...



...or human.



The cleaved travertine undulated in the light...



...its fossil-like leaf impressions exposed...



...and its stacked columns glowing an unnatural orange.



We went to The Getty for a couple of special exhibits for the currently-running Pacific Standard Time...



...but I've always been a bit more interested in The Getty itself, than in its collections.

I'm happy now that I've seen it under a bright bulb.

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