Landscape Linoleum | 1998
Installation view at
Openluchtmuseum Beeldhouwkunst,
Middelheim Sculpture Park, Antwerp, Belgium
pools, two heat lamps,
two circular concrete slabs, scaffolding,
17 Car bodies, blur rope, painted grass, and trees
Openluchtmuseum Beeldhouwkunst,
Middelheim Sculpture Park, Antwerp, Belgium
pools, two heat lamps,
two circular concrete slabs, scaffolding,
17 Car bodies, blur rope, painted grass, and trees
I imagine the round earth, dark brown dirst and solid through. I am walking on the surface, the skin, shown to me.
This little patch, the park/garden in Middelheim has been resurfaced for generations, Each leaving their mark, their drawing; shaping the ground we walk/work on.
This canvas is not white.
I am walking over and in a fantasy garden – carefully mapped, orchestrated holding, framing, soem nature. Full of life. Over this map I plan a few marks to converse.
We make our world. Each one of us too. A privilege for a moment to have such a large canvas. marks so ... to speak to.
Close scrutiny
Under the magnifiying glass.
Drawn in the sand. Drawing attention. Small details. Grass like paint, a surface, skin, place of illusion. The park contains, gives rise to illusion, or story telling,
bracketing experience. Calm, tranquil, controlled nature.
More than a skin it seems a drawing. Like the children’s story Harold and the Purple Crayon. Where Harold draws the world around him as he wishes it to be.
This work draws/carves into the work of the park, expands the dialogue or the story. It uses the ‘real’ material of the grass, trees, earth, ‘sculpture’, to support a further flight of fantasy/fancy.
Flying down the horizon line arriving at a human spine. The two things being one, they conflate. Microscopic and universal. Near and far.