Showing posts with label conservation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conservation. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

process and decay are implicit

The work of Andy Goldsworthy is worthy of acclamation as well as envy.


His intricate sculptures, unassuming at first glimpse, inspire me to appreciate our world that is often under-exalted.
Generally, leaves are recognized at the time of their death. They have their fifteen minutes of fame as they slide brilliantly through the color wheel and then to the ground. 
Andy Goldsworthy  helps us to see the divinity that exists in the normalcy of nature.  The patience and delicacy that his completed pieces emit hint at the obvious respect for the Earth that he surely fosters within.
He gathers the tiniest of leaves and places each one in a specific position only to allow the wind or the river to carry off his offering of beauty.




His larger works are bold and often seem impossible.  I almost hold my breath so as not to send tumbling down the gravity defying boulders perched upon precarious peaks. His archways, often achieved after various attempts and missteps, seem effortless in their stability. He uses no cement, no glue, to ensure the durability of his pieces yet accepts and welcomes the passage of time and what destruction it may bring to the sculptures.
Andy Goldworthy works with what he finds, wherever he may find himself. I am envious of his vast travels that have not only led to his worldwide fame, but also have opened doors to a large range of different mediums. The snow and ice structures are some of the most obviously fleeting that he creates. As the sun warms or the seasons change, the inevitable dissipation of the water molecules transforms the sculptures into living works. Every moment is transient and the only residue left is that which is captured by the camera.




The fact that Goldworthy allows nature to take its course and reabsorb what it has produced, ultimately destroying the art which he spent time to create, makes his work even more precious.

At its most successful, my "touch" looks into the heart of nature; most days I don't even get close.  These things are all part of a transient process that I cannot understand unless my touch is also transient; only in this way can the cycle remain unbroken and the process be complete.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Don't run the water!

I don't remember when I first saw this episode of Sesame Street, but each and every time I turn on the water to brush my teeth I think of this clip.  I can't find a video of it. I also didn't look too hard... but I can remember that fish's voice and I  have come to believe that he has played a vital role in my desire to reduce, reuse and recycle.




The little boy leaves the Water running while
he brushes his teeth and 
little does he know
the Pond that supplies his pump with water 
That is the poor fish's home!

I think at one point, I really did think it was that simple... and maybe that simple is how people need to think or explain in order for anyone to listen.  Besides, if we start now with the little ones, they won't think twice about tossing plastic in a different basket than paper and glass. Like iPhones... but simpler.

I once either got a fortune cookie or a bag of Yogi Tea that said the genius of one generation is the common sense of the next.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

So I was going to go to Guatemala

I didn't realize how excited I was about the trip until it was cancelled.  I suppose I have been willing hopes not to get too lofty while trying to get a plan in order for my life.

Our destination was Patzún.  


Because the women generally use wood to heat their homes and to prepare their meals, they spend much time searching for wood.  The land is described as barren.  Clean water is scarce and we had hoped to construct a purification system as well as educate the people how to best utilize and conserve their liquid gold.  The women and children were going to be the primary ones learning about their new technology and I was very much looking forward to being around the kids. 

The maternal language in Patzún is not Spanish, but Kaqchikel.  There are 53 living languages within Guatemala and where we were going Spanish is usually the second language of the people. 




There are many different organizations whose primary goal is to aid promote clean water and education. As one of the members of our derailed group pointed out You can't board an airplane heading to Guatemala without seeing those intrusive, matching neon shirts up and down the isles.  I don't know if they have a dress code, but Living Waters for the World is an organization that works world wide to provide clean water to those without.  

I find that, aside from the original objective of each individual group, the interaction between people during the project is as important as the purified water or new building.  Despite language differences, a connection can be made and friendships can be forged.  Through mutual second languages and impromptu games of charades more can be understood than just the words that tumble off of foreign tongues.  For what is the point of speaking if the words fall upon restrictive ears? By living for a time in the same circumstances as the people receiving the aid, it is possible to learn from them.  Their fears, their humor, their desires; just because they don't speak our language doesn't make them uncouth.  We appear just as unlearned as they do when trying to mime Where is the bathroom?

Unfortunately, this trip didn't work out.  The poor economy affects us all but the opportunities are endless and help is never misplaced when well planned.  If you are interested in volunteering, which many are thinking about now due to the earthquake in Haiti, reflect on that which matters most to you.  Then research the aid group that most achieves your goal.  They have said over and over on the news not to go alone, without being part of an organization that is well learned in their aid and rescue missions.  Despite the best of intentions, someone without a defined purpose in a state of emergency can be in the way and do more harm than good.

The evil that is in the world almost always comes 
of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much 
harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.
- Albert Camus

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

technology is trash

heard on NPR
i felt moved to tell the world
those who read will know


And we went walking: