Below are some pictures of the main courtyard at the Salk Institute. These are the product of patience, as we had to wait 40 minutes for the courtyard to be free of other people.
While at the Salk Institute we took an architectural tour of the buildings. Also on the tour was a group of older ladies who exuded "old money." I found humor in the irony of seeing these pretentious ladies in such an unpretentious place. On the one hand were these ladies: decked out in bright lipsticks, large gold jewelry, sweaters draped around their necks, and most likely a bit of collagen; making statements like "Oh, that is fabulous," or "Oh, that is so very fabulous." On the other hand the Salk: unfinished concrete and teak wood, purposefully rusted steel, and simple, understated landscaping. At one point one of the ladies asked if the weathered teak wood would ever be painted . Yep, Chris was right. If these ladies had stumbled upon the Salk Institute not realizing what it was, they would have been making statements like, "Oh, that is dreary," or "Oh, that is so very dreary."
Chris and I spent four hours enjoying the Salk Institute. We left with a ton of pictures that don't really capture the beauty of the place. As we left, Chris called it architecture porn. If that's the worst he looks at, I suppose I can't complain.
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