You may have seen this place all over Instagram, but it’s more than a mere tsocial media-friendly destination. A beautiful art space just over an hour north of New York City by train, Dia:Beacon is a former Nabisco box printing factory in the sleepy town of Beacon that now houses a curated collection of art from the 1960s to the present.
I’m no art connoisseur, but within the walls of steel, brick, concrete and glass, and surrounded by selected imposing works of Richard Serra and Dan Flavin, among other great names, I found an inexplicable wave of peace wash over me. It was as if I had left the shadows of reality behind the train doors at the Beacon station. Instead, within the walls of Dia:Beacon, I was able to just exist – exist and be whole in the present, without anyone or anything to define me. I became one with the art.
A stark contrast from the churning sea of people, vehicles, and garbage of Manhattan, Beacon was quite literally a breath of fresh air. The silence was eerily loud, with the streets were empty and cold. But despite it all, the sleepy town was warm and inviting, and the industrial art space ignited a release of inspiration. It was the escape I had been looking for.