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art is largely about gesture and SCALE.
this monumental
sculpture, for all its epic size, can never
touch the clouds, but
we read longing and grace into its outstretched
appendages,
the elongated ballerina legs like stilts to bump its
shrunken,
de-intellectualized cranium against the lintel of
heaven.
well, that's one overcooked take, but i did project
a trace of
humanity onto this scrap of cut wire, a bit of
residue from
taking apart a false start on the Sun Catcher at DEEC.
(one
way reeds are attached: stainless steel
strands
are threaded through the bundles, ends bent into a
loop and pulled taut with a
specialized twisting tool
that snugs the sways. there is no undo key;
starting
over means snipping and untying, running the
whole film in reverse.) for fun, i
set its feet into
cracks of railing
to which armature is affixed. i
had time to toy with these notions while sarah
put the finishing
touches on the
large arch.
while grateful for the overcast, the downpours
on the long drive down had us concerned, but
they abated as if on
cue and we were able to
close the books on this first
phase and return
the rented
scaffold just a few days late.
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