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...jump in and take part in them, to see but also to do. That's the secret of one of the most captivating pieces in the big Eliasson retrospective, organized by Madeleine Grynsztejn, now at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (SFMOMA). Beauty consists of a curtain of mist penetrated by a spotlight to produce a floating rainbow wall. The beckoning illusion looks slightly different to each viewer depending on where he or she is standing. Beauty, Eliasson wants you to know, really is in the eye of the beholder...
...installation he produced four years ago for London's Tate Modern. Eliasson covered the 115-ft.-high (35 m) ceiling of the Tate's immense Turbine Hall in mirror foil, added an artificial sun of 200 yellow lightbulbs arranged behind translucent plastic and periodically filled the upper air with mist. During the installation's six-month run, more than 2 million people filed in to enjoy the paradox of the outdoors brought indoors, to lie gazing upward at their reflection in the mirrored "sky" and to meditate on how we can submit ourselves to illusions even when we know that...
Past failures don't scare Americans. They believe in location, and in golf, Scotland is it. You can understand why on late-summer evenings in St. Andrews. Often a white sheet of mist, known locally as haar, spreads over the Old Course from the North Sea, as if the spirits of the world's great golfers were tucking their cherished course into bed. Through the mist, golfers place white balls on tees as though lighting sacramental candles. Or is that Americans praying for a fat return on their grand investments...
Just then, the skies opened up. Again. On this summer day in the east of Ireland, rain came in fitful spurts, cheekily alternating between mist and showers, drizzle and downpours. Sopping gorse, heather, and sedges; river crossings; and the occasional boggy misstep helped to ensure an even drenching, from top to bottom, as my companions and I wound our way up into the Wicklow peaks...
...rival Africa's most famous spectacle. It succeeds in cherry-picking the best bits (Victorian exploring parasols, butlers and leather luggage) and cutting out the worst (sweat, danger, warm drinks). Each of the 173 rooms has a balcony with an uninterrupted view of the Zambezi River and the tumbling mist beyond; the main building is a series of serene, thatched atria, more reminiscent of Bali than the bush; and there are friendly zebras in the gardens. The food is a well-presented delight, including fresh river fish, robust game and tender Zambian beef. And the library and bar are open...