Art in the Autumn Woods
A lovely post on ephemeral land-based work from an artist ‘across the pond’. Deftly captures the magic that is making in this way: the active conversation that takes place between the maker and the environment, the moments of just-the-right-light or the-perfect-colour that makes this type of work an active collaboration.
A good way to start the week.
I stood in a shower of leaves that came clattering down like heavy raindrops. Later on I saw them gliding through the air like a flock of birds. I gathered up some of the brightest yellow ones as I wandered… and by the time I reached my chosen site, some of them had already turned quite brown. Here’s the work I made, called ‘Fall’.
A few days later, I’m back in the woods again – to catch the one day of the week I knew would be warm and sunny.
Always the underlying peace and silence amidst the multitude of quiet woodland sounds – wind, air, water, leaves birds…
Walking into the blinding sun, its rays tangible, white like a ghost
Coming back down the steep track was hazardous – the ground thick with slippery wet leaves, puddles, mud and nasty-looking…
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