Few places in Los Angeles can make you feel as wordly and fancy pants as The Getty Center can. After paying the very-los-angelean fee of $15 for parking, and wandering into the depths of hell 6 stories down to find a parking space, you finally end up topside to board a euro-slash-disney-worldesque-tram along with a splendid mixture of hipsters, tourists, old women with young boobs, and school-children. You’re about to realize that it was all worth it.
The tram ride itself is like travelling away from Los Angeles. ESPECIALLY if it’s on a clear day after some high winds or steady rains. Exiting the tram is being reborn into the lap of luxury, surrounded by imported travertine as far as the eye can see, your clear view broken up only by beautiful landscaping and large sculptures.
My husband and I started our visit (his first visit ever, squeal!!) with a walk through the center courtyard and straight down to where the food is. We were starving and came to have lunch and see some art. The cafeteria style dining experience was a tad overpriced, but I think we were paying more for the surroundings than for the food. We ate on the terrace overlooking the city. I thought it was neat that they sold little single serving to-go cups of wine.
Then we wandered through the exhibits and the gardens and I mentally planned to come back in the spring to see what happens to the gardens then, because they were spectacular right now! My favorite paintings were the old ones with so much detail that they look like photographs. Pardon my lamens description. I was a film major, not an art major. Yes, that IS ironic.
Anyway, my words cannot describe it as well as the photographs. So get your preview here and then visit www.getty.edu to get your Getty on!
Above: A view from the tram of the Sepulveda Pass.
To see more photos, visit my facebook page. I’ve posted a whole album of wonders!