This past weekend my boyfriend and I went to the Griffith Observatory in LA. My boyfriend, an art major, had a photography assignment for a drawing class (figure that one out, right?) so we went late in the evening, around 9pm, when there would be less crowds. I had been once to the Observatory before, in fact, it was one of my boyfriend and I first dates together...Ready? One, two, three: "Awwwwwww". I vividly remembered what it looked like, and was anxious to take my new "lighting design eye" and explore the lighting around the iconic architecture.
We were able to park at the top parking lot adjacent to the observatory. The moment I stepped out of the car and looked towards the building I was immediately taken aback however. It was all dark! The domes were completely black and standing in complete darkness. Now of course in my mind, I remembered this monumental place, with brilliant lighting and grandeur architecture. But there it stood in complete and utter darkness.
"Why arent the lights on!?" I asked.
"What lights?" my boyfriend said.
"On the domes! The beautiful lights!"
"Well...considering it's an OBSERVATORY- putting lights on a giant lens that is meant to look at OUTER SPACE would seem to be a stupid idea, no?"
(My boyfriend is a sarcastic smart-ass at times. And I love it.)
We then got on a rather silly debate on the fact that I thought it was ridiculous that the building wasn't properly lit. "Function over form" he said. The domes main purpose is to, duh, look at the sky. But I was seriously perturbed at the fact that this beautiful building was sitting in the dark.
It was then that I really appreciated architectural lighting. This experience further proves the truth of lighting memories, which I love. But even more so, the realization that it was the lighting of the building that made it seem so epic and amazing was really wonderful. Light plays such an important part of our experiences, sometimes completely subconsciously. Remembering such a fun and memorable new experience with my boyfriend, I had painted a magnificent image in my head of the observatory being lit in almost a Disneyland-esk fashion. Perhaps it was a particularly important night, because normally the front of the building and the giant statue sun dial are uplit with broad and intense strokes of light. But this evening only the front windows glowed, and even the sundial was in the dark. While the back area of the observatory was majestically lit with the uplights- there was something just so anti-climactic at the observatory not being perfectly and beautifully lit from all and every angle.
Function over form? Pfft, I say!

(Not my picture- but a perfect representation of what I saw)