
[From the MIT boathouse; 9/6/9]
...down by the banks of the River Charles (from
Dirty Water)
We spent a lot of time down by the Charles River, on one side or the other, this weekend. I realized I'd missed watching the sailboats on the river this summer, so we made a point of walking down to the esplanade on Saturday. Then on Sunday we walked across from Boston to Cambridge to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) campus in search of their public art. The Boston Globe had featured an article on the art and architecture at MIT, so on that suggestion, we armed ourselves with a campus art map and headed over the bridge.
[View from the Mass. Ave. bridge; John Hancock building]
It was very windy on Sunday, making the sunny day deceptively chilly -- and sending the sailboats dipping this way and that. Which was was I thought of when we got to the Frank Gehry-designed Stata Center on campus. The buildings' odd hodgepodge I'd seen in photos looked more interesting in person and reminded me of the dipping and bowing sailboats on the river, although I understand that it's supposed to signify the "freedom, daring, and creativity of the research that's supposed to occur inside it." The bright sunlight played off the many reflecting surfaces like sunlight playing on water. We didn't get inside the Stata Center, which I hear is also quite interesting in design. The buildings, alas, have some problems, including leaks (MIT sued Gehry and the construction company over it). Anyway, they were irresistible for photographing.
[Ray and Maria Stata Center at MIT]
We also trekked all over campus, finding Jacques Lipchitz sculptures and IM Pei buildings among our finds, plus a side trip across Memorial Drive to the MIT boathouse, and a stop in the student center to refuel at Ana's Taqueria. Then we headed back to the city for a rest before heading back out to see the sunset over the river at a little after 7pm.
[Scullers rowing on the Charles River, sunset; 9/6/09]
...I love that dirty water
Oh, oh Boston you're my home.
Speaking of dirty water, we spotted a couple of people swimming off the docks on the river Sunday evening. A passerby was shaking his head and I said, "Do they have any idea what's in that water?" He said, "They're French." Sure enough, the two young guys swimming were speaking French, though I couldn't pick up from the distance whether they were Canadians or French. Clearly they weren't from around here.
I do hear that the river is a lot cleaner than it used to be, and probably reasonably safe for swimming. An older Vietnamese couple were fishing off the dock, catching what appeared to be fat sunfish that they were no doubt planning to cook for themselves.
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See more photos from the weekend here.