Sweet gum blossoms have always held special significance for me. From the taste of the stems, to the haze of seeds you can bring about when the pods open, to the feeling of rolling them on your bare feet, These little spike balls have always captured my attention. They look like a hundred baby birds' beaks asking for food in all directions. Anyway, Doing a temporary installation in silence with them was as much a mantra as anything. The repetitive simple action of lining them up was very meditative. And the ease with which they allowed themselves to defy gravity, and hang from little cracks in the tree was encouraging. I am definitely getting some cues from Andy Goldsworthy, an intuitive nature artist.
yuri, i did the same exact thing- sweet gum on moss- but i wrote out the word soul.-kat
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