But it's not. It is a piece of land art created at the Island. The sticks of course represent the paradoxical juxtaposition of the Finnish love of nature with the upward and onward march of innovation and technology (think Benecol, Nokia). However what actually matters is not the solid surfaces but the voidity of the empty space, a pyramid or cone of nothingness, the heart of non-being. Later I placed a feather at the apex of the structure, which, encapsulating the transience of successive economic and political systems, blew away in the wind, the winds of change. Loose change.
Change that is as a good as a rest. And you'll be glad to hear that I'm going to give it one.
2 comments:
Dear EoEoEoD,
Why do you bother us with these rambling guides to your visual meanderings? Penone's trees don't need long words to move us (ok, me). On the other hand, I hand it to you, you hit the nail on the head about Finns and innovation and nothingness. Well, Brits and innovation, Germans, Swedes, Thais, Ozzies...
Yours, in anticipation of less pretentious warbling,
Ms Roughside
p.s. innovation ain't what it used to be
Dear Anon
You seem to miss the point which is indeed its very pointlessness. The visual arts in this postpostpostmodern age are now reduced (or elevated) to optional illustrations of vacuous prose.
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