Showing posts with label Storm King. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Storm King. Show all posts

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Storm King Art Center




Mark di Suvero,
IK OOK (left) and Are Years What? (For Marianne Moore), 1967

The photograph above of di Suvero's sculpture was my main point of reference for Storm King until I had the great fortune of visiting it in mid October. I knew it was immense (500 acres) and imposing (over 100 monumental Post WWII sculptures). I wanted to see it during autumn and it proved to be beautiful.


The field of di Suveros from above.


Tal Streeter, Endless Column, 1968


Alexander Lieberman, Iliad, 1974-76


Alexander Calder, The Arch, 1975


Robert Grosvenor's Untitled, 1970


Robert Grosvenor's Untitled, 1970 from above


Alyson Shotz, Viewing Scope, 2006


Louise Nevelson's City on the High Mountain, 1983 through the windows of the main house.


Archive photographs from the original installation in the main house.


I can't wait to return to visit this sculpture above (from the Storm King website) - Andy Goldsworthy, Five Men, Seventeen Days, Fifteen Boulders, One Wall, 2010.

In addition, there is a Maya Lin Wave Field to visit and bicycles to be rented. Truly an amazing place to see sculpture in a beautiful landscape!

Storm King Post Coming Soon but in the Meantime...

JR photographing the thermostat:



The thermostat at Storm King:



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Friday, July 30, 2010

Ancient Earthworks at Mounds State Park, Anderson, IN

We went "mounding" today in Anderson and saw some Adena-Hopewell earthworks which has been on my list of things to do since... oh say about the time I moved here. There are ten earthworks in the park and we managed to see half of them with the intention of returning in the not so distant future to finish the list.



I was thoroughly amazed by the Great Mound (160 BC) which piqued my interest in seeing the Serpent Mound in Ohio. I always remember that Maya Lin was inspired by these locations especially evident in her "Storm King Wave Field" below.



It is impossible to photograph these locations well and the experience of walking around the entire mound takes the place of a still image. With something this old, I began to wonder about the ages of the trees around me which led to an entirely different topic... how appropriate is it to mow a mound?



It was a peaceful experience until my i-Phone made the sound of a glass pinging loudly. Hannah then reminded me that the silence button actually worked on this one (a fact that hasn't sunk in yet) and we were then able to visit the place without more technological interruptions.