08.26.08

Architects of Air in Raleigh

Posted in Main, outings at 12:08 am by carrie

Last weekend, we wrangled our California friends and went to see the Architects of Air Sculpture at the Artsalive Raleigh, err… area in front of the performing arts center in downtown Raleigh.

Didn’t know quite what to expect… I thought… large hamster habitrail meets moonbounce. So, after some interesting interaction with the line nazi, we paid our $5, took off our shoes and went inside.

First, you enter a small area go and get a little history of the piece we are about to enter. It’s been to 39 countries and it was completely man-made. That last part made us chuckle.

The performing arts center adjacent to the huge magic moonbounce…

The line was quite long when we got there…

From the outside, the structure looks something out of an anime cartoon… grey with primary colors and bubbly round attributes.

While inside, it’s dark and the color is minimal, nothing like the pictures above. Seeing the pictures is like having magical eyeglasses that show you new dimensions… I’m so glad we took our good camera, these really are quite awesome!

They were playing a soft instrumental yet futuristic soundtrack inside… but outside of the structure, they were playing Abba, Kool and the Gang and other party hits. It was a nice juxtaposition of mood music. We wandered around for about 20 minutes. People were hanging out in the little chambers, relaxing and enjoying what $5 could get you on a Saturday night.

And, being that it is a small world, we ran into more friends inside… which was sort of magical :)

In other news, I tried pilates today. There is a reason that thing is called the “reformer”. I’m curious, no, terrified, to see how my muscles are going to react in the morning. My muscles are honest and will tell me if they would like to visit the reformer again any time soon. I think the last time all those muscles were used I was in a step class. There was needless bouncing, an abundance of Reebok logos, sweat, mirrors, confusion and an extended dance remix of “Jump” by Kris Kross. That was the night they took my membership photo… I was beet red and out of breath…. but somehow, still perky. 1992 was a good year.

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