This piece has generated some controversy. I document the world I know.
When the ice storm wrecked havoc on the landscape, did you not marvel at the glassy ice halo about the bases of trees and bushes? Did you go outside and hear the crystal tinkling of ice shedding as sunshine warmed the bark? It was musical. Did you go outside and see the ripped and torn limbs, all yellow and exposed? Did you shiver at the force that brought that vivid bright to light for your eyes? Did your feel a sense of awe and wonder at such power?
Do you walk the forests and look up? Do you see the lattice of revitalized and dead in a web of hope and resignation? Do you feel a connection to these life events? I do.
Authentic feelings have been expressed. Authentic reactions have been experienced.
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http://www.telegram.com/article/20121007/COLUMN01/110079761#.UHIfexikDUp
Linda Hoffman is a friend. I respect her work and her ideas.
INTERSECTION
When the ice storm wrecked havoc on the landscape, did you not marvel at the glassy ice halo about the bases of trees and bushes? Did you go outside and hear the crystal tinkling of ice shedding as sunshine warmed the bark? It was musical. Did you go outside and see the ripped and torn limbs, all yellow and exposed? Did you shiver at the force that brought that vivid bright to light for your eyes? Did your feel a sense of awe and wonder at such power?
Do you walk the forests and look up? Do you see the lattice of revitalized and dead in a web of hope and resignation? Do you feel a connection to these life events? I do.
Authentic feelings have been expressed. Authentic reactions have been experienced.
See the news and be sure to check out the comments!
http://www.telegram.com/article/20121007/COLUMN01/110079761#.UHIfexikDUp
Linda Hoffman is a friend. I respect her work and her ideas.
INTERSECTION
Wind mass exerts unsettling forces upon a mature tree in full leaf, challenging the tree’s core integrity. Mighty oaks express a power of fiber and substance that is both flexible and resolutely impenetrable. Such is the subject: resilient, fortified, structurally impressive.
Piercing and splitting this living oak was an act of arrogance. It was a concerted attack. Wedges were beaten in with sledgehammers. Tapered spacers tore fleshy bark and steely wood grain. Progress into the heart of the trunk was earned incrementally. Fibers yielded over time, groaning and snapping long after each new assault. Man driven steel against oak hard. Violence in slow motion. Bare logs penetrated the resulting split wound. These shards suspend against the forest canopy and expose evidence of the man/oak confrontation. My will has been expressed. The oak lives on. It has resisted mightily and then suffered, but it has not succumbed to the attack.
This work is not solely the resulting marks of bare line in greenscape nor is it the performative battle. It is both: that present demarcation, and the experience -expressed simultaneously. INTERSECTION is a defiant challenge to my own physical presence and the legacy of ideas documented.
Fruitlands Museum, Harvard MAArtist in Residence
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