On this edition of GordonGoes, I find myself on top of a lookout tower in a state park in Newport, Rhode Island.
I don’t know the history of this state park but I do know it contains a beautiful destroyed horse barn that makes for great ruin porn and has incredible ocean breezes.
On the day that I visited it was around 90 degrees outside but a mysterious fog was blowing in from the harbor which made the heat tolerable and the ruins even spookier than usual. If you are in Rhode Island, I highly recommend visiting Newport and Brenton State Park.
10,000 years ago, when I was younger and thin, I was the worst kind of provincial art whore. Truth. Thanks to my innate Episcopalian ability to manipulate loopholes, I found myself in Bilbao for a six-month study abroad program to learning Basque. Bai! While there, I tried to visit the Guggenheim Bilbao as much as possible and it was where I learned to truly love conceptual art. My Spanish roommates used to make fun of me for my visits to the Guggenheim and say that the Guggenheim NYC looked a toilet bowl and the Guggenheim Bilbao what you would put in it.
It was only recently that I finally got to visit the Guggenheim New York City and I kind of agree, it does look like a toilet bowl.