Foci, 2010, Rubber Tire, Stainless Steel
Source for 1st picture: flickr user alexdanielletravelling
Source for 2nd picture: flickr user researchgirl
Helixikos Number 3, 1969, Bronze
Source for 1st picture: flickr user dabvembarb
and 2nd picture: huntersandgatherersathome.blogspot.com
Three-fold Manifestation II, 1987, steel
Source for 1st picture: picasa user muriel
and 2nd picture: flickr user janejai1000
Ursula Von Rydingsvard
LUBA, 2010, cedar, graphite, bronze
Two new things for Art of the Day. First, my longest break since I began this whole daily (hah!) art-writing project. Sorreee. (But, as you’ll see, I’m trying to come out of the deep freeze tonight with a big proper ice-crackin’ thaw). & Second, instead of posting stuff I’ve never seen before and may never see in the flesh, today I bring you pieces I’ve actually beheld/beloved & basked in the presence of & belingered about & around. Namely, artworks I just saw last weekend at the gorgeous, sprawling Storm King Art Center in Mountainville, New York (about 1-1.5 hrs outside of Manhattan depending how you get there). The wealth of artworks (115ish or so) were integrated throughout the landscape in all manner of ways: nestled meekly in and among woody rambles, installed upon & boldly yawping from knolls & prospects, tucked behind cricket-strewn tall grasses, spanning burbly creeks, shooting up & out of the flatlands stark and mystical, serenely wave-carved into the earth itself. Even if the Storm King tract were art-less it still would’ve been a lovely Saturday full of upstate New York early summer breezy beauty. The addition of well-curated, occasionally breathtaking sculpture harmonizing (or playfully contrasting, and in fact creating a whole range of concords & even discords) with the surroundings made the whole day even more memorable.
Some words about one the pieces shown above: Chakaia Booker’s “Foci”, the piece I looked forward to most. What a beauty. It dominated its surroundings with equal parts menace & firm earth-deity stewardship; sturdy & tall like a Zulu warrior shield, creepy like some ominous fire-blackened signpost, proud & awesome & low-voiced like some ancient spirit of the forest. I circled it carefully, watching how at all angles it revealed itself, its parabolas & barbs & scales & rubber sharkteeth, feeling that special humming joy you get in your gut & chest when you’re in the presence of art that moves you fully: in form and content, structure & spirit, architecture & emotion, texture & movement.
I want to let the work of the stellar photographers cited above speak for itself, but I’ll just say two more things about the pieces I chose: 1) they were my favorites of the small portion of total Storm King artworks we managed to see (definitely looking forward to returning in the fall), and 2) as terrific as the above photos are, it goes without saying that there’s nothing like experiencing these pieces in the flesh (esp. in good weather), so make the trip, pay the $12, picnic at the cafe, get a little tipsy, & go enjoy the hell out of the treasure that is Storm King.
Check out more of Alice Aycock’s work at aaycock.com.
Check out more of Hokanson’s work at Utexas.edu.
Check out more of Rydingsvard’s work at ursulavonrydingsvard.net.
Check out more of Chakaia Booker’s art at chakaiabooker.com.
And please be sure to check out the photography of all the talented folks mentioned above under each artwork, especially if you want more Storm King related stuff.