So incense went up from sacrifice, sending up a wavering ladder of fragrance between one world and another. Likewise Goldsworthy’s great upright circles of polar ice blocks or stone work work rather in the way pierced stone was said to allow fairy sight, transforming the eye and showing a new world, there all the time but unseen.
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Saturday, January 21, 2012
Goldsworthy Redux
So incense went up from sacrifice, sending up a wavering ladder of fragrance between one world and another. Likewise Goldsworthy’s great upright circles of polar ice blocks or stone work work rather in the way pierced stone was said to allow fairy sight, transforming the eye and showing a new world, there all the time but unseen.
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
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ah, yes...Marly.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
My Jon was the one who introduced me to Goldsworthy. It was many years ago, when he was a student working in a book shop. Long before the film that spread his fame. One of his books came as a Christmas present from Jon. And my eyes and heart where changed by that boy once again.
:), Dale!
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ReplyDeleteSo sweet--your Jon is still beautiful, though apart from you in time...
what a beautiful post and i love Goldsworthy's art too, particularly the ephemeral nature of so many of his pieces and how they endlessly evolve as they fall apart
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ReplyDeleteYes, I love that part of his work as well! (Although I am glad he knows how to use a camera so that we can share it as well.)
And now I am off to a different kind of moving beauty--boys (mostly) wrestling...
Beauty is mostly what we create in our minds.
ReplyDeleteBeauty is what we make of our world.
To me, that means that WE are the creators of beauty.
I find this enlightening and... magical!
Wow! Another find. Thanks for introducing me to this fellow's work.
ReplyDeleteI love Goldsworthy's work though I haven't seen any in real life. Your writings about it is just perfect and really beautiful. I'm sure he would think so too.
ReplyDeleteSome of us visual artists have a hard time putting into words what our art is about. You'd be a great partner for such artists for that role, Marly.
yes, Marly. and he is good company, even if it's a bit difficult hearing his voice sometimes :^)
ReplyDeleteJust back from a wrestling duals meet and find all these nice comments here and elsewhere...
ReplyDeletePaul,
Magical is good! Thanks.
Robbi,
He has lots and lots of big picture books. But just google his name, choose "images," and prepare for loveliness... About ten years back, Thomas Riedelsheimer did a beautiful film about Goldsworthy. It's called "Rivers and Tides" and gives you a good look at what Goldsworthy is up to and how he thinks about art, time, movement, and the elements of his work.
marja-leena,
I'm glad to please an artist! Some day I will have to write something for you, too--when I have lived with your images longer...
zephyr,
It's one of the strange things about life, the way as time goes on some essential people are elsewhere, though they feel so close--in a next room, only we don't have the key.
Great post, Marly! Smorgasblogged.
ReplyDeleteSmorgasblogged! Hey, thanks, Dave--
ReplyDeleteLand art like his is potentially a wondrous thing, timeless, new and old, surprising and yet as if it had always been there...
ReplyDeleteThanks for this, Marly.
The permanent ones do feel ancient--like the works of the western Mound Builders.
ReplyDeleteoh, modern mounds, yes. i particularly like Maya Lin's Wavefield at Storm King
ReplyDeleteI do need to go to Storm King! I've seen films, but one would like to ramble!
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