In preparation for this assignment, we
watched the film River and Tides,
which is about the work of the incredibly eloquent artist Andy Goldsworthy. Goldsworthy
creates art by going into nature and moving the materials he finds there into
studies natural shapes and forms. His elegant pieces require time and patience
to complete, but may last only moments before falling apart.
I
chose a sunny place along an old fencerow in the woods on campus, near the
south-west corner of the soccer field, to construct my installation. The fencerow still has wire field fence and
piled stones, and there is a small ravine running to the creek. The spring
birds were calling, the weather was fair, garter snakes were coming out of
hibernation on the hillside, and little spring beauty flowers were beginning to
bloom. Our campus is beautiful, and I love that while there is a triumph of
nature where the woods have grown back, there is still evidence of the farms
and people’s lives that used to be there. The old fences were built by people
once, and every stone is in its place because a person picked it up and moved
it there. Moving rocks is an enduring way in which people can reach across
great lengths of time. Goldsworthy discussed this in his film. There is a kind
of human connection in stones.
Goldsworthy
often makes pieces in which he arranges objects so that their natural
differences in color create a perfect circle. I could find very little color in
the woods so early in spring, but after looking around for a few minutes I
noticed that some of the rocks had bright green moss growing on their surfaces.
When I lifted them out of the ground, I found that the moss ended abruptly
where the stone had not been exposed to light, creating a contrast in color. I
piled stones and arranged them so that the areas of moss formed a circle of
green surrounded by the bare surfaces, and I found that it was much more
difficult than I had realized. It took me several hours to gather the stones
and the circle required trial and error to construct, but I found this process
to be very pleasant. There was a meditative calm in spending some time working
with my hands, and I enjoyed being alone with my thoughts on such a nice day.
It was therapeutic to be free to concentrate on that task.
My
finished piece is a green circle on a background of gray made by arranging
stones from the old fencerow, with a smaller circle of red beside it, which was
made with some fungus I had found. I was not able to achieve a very strong
contrast in the moss circle, and so I think that the effect is subtle and it
blends into the environment.
Demise
is always a part of an ephemeral piece. My fungus circle will not last long,
but if the stones are not disturbed they may be there long after I am gone. The
pattern of moss will not last, however, because now that the stones have been
moved their conditions have changed, and moss will die is some places and begin
to grow in others. I think that there is a beauty in the aging of ephemeral
art, and the eventual loss of the circle is a part of the piece.
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