Voices
MALLIKA
RAO
HUFFINGTON
08.04.13
MARIO TAMA/GETTY IMAGES
Watching the Rain Fall
at MoMA
M
Y FAMILY once visited the foothills of the
Himalayas during monsoon season, for mysterious reasons. We stayed in a guest house with
an open stairwell where the rain dropped to the
ground as if it were a solid thing. Some afternoons I sat in the chair by my room’s window
pretending to read. I couldn’t stop watching the
rain instead — sweeping in like a dust storm, and
soon enough, plunging just beyond the glass in
sheets. ¶ It was beautiful, but inconvenient.
To tour anything in town, we typically jumped
Visitors
gather in the
“Rain Room”
at MoMA in
New York on
May 15. The
installation
creates a
field of falling
water that
stops in the
area people
walk through,
allowing them
to stay dry.