|Lou Lou by Joanna Rhodes|
Joiz Looize, but I do love me some sculpture.
I love how it is a perfect bringing together for me of heart and mind. Of someone else's heart and mind, that I get to see out in 3D.
I often have a list of Things To Do When I Have More Energy and lately is no exception. Included in those are the most important:
- play in sculpture land (whatever that may mean. This land is vast and I have only entered its clayroom)
- clean the bathroom
- have more sex
|Bell by Michael Sibel, is "a visual representation of the|
lyrical arrangement of music and sound."
I went last week to the Montalto Vineyard & Olive Grove in Red Hill South, which is about an hour's drive from the centre of Melbourne. In rolling hills of grapevines and olives, interspersed with veggie gardens, fruit and nut orchards (as if that wasn't fertile enough) are a group of sculptures. Dotted here and there, round corners, in the middle of open fields. Shame I was feeling horrid at the time, but the memory and the photos make up for it now.
I also wrote about Montalto's 2013 Sculpture Prize and the allure of sculpture on Weekend Notes. You can see some more photos of sculptures there as well.
|Bryozoa I, II and III by Brigit Heller. Man-made and natural ...|
fragile-looking pieces fashioned from rusted steel wire.