"Deathmask for Andy Goldsworthy"
When I was in Chelsea last month with Aaron Gerth he informed me that the theme of September had been skulls (the next theme, he confided, was: Quarries [you heard it here first!]). The grandaddy of skullshows, it turned out, was still up at Cheim and Read when I stopped by giving weight to Aaron's facts:
"I Am as You Will Be: The Skeleton in Art"
Bones everywhere! I decided I still like Donald Baechler (large painting in middle).
Is it a bandwagon theme hitching to the Damian Hirst hype...or an early Halloween celebration? I'm betting on B, no one wants to be seen as caring about A:
So I was tempted to wait til Halloween to post my own skull art, it seeming fitting, but I still need to talk about volcanoes so, here's your skull.
This close-up on the eyesocket shows the paper I found up the hill from the river.
Bundles of handwritten receipts from a local hardwarestore that went out of business this year. I guess they prefer throwing their tax records in their backyard forest in Vermont. They were moist and rotting and stuck together. This detail changed a potentially easy and pleasant project into a stinky, slimy, and cold one. I think i just described a salamander (I have seen two tiny ones underneath river rocks here).
Anyway, I love Andy Goldsworthy, (in fact, we all just watched "Rivers and Tides" here at the studio center before this blog entry) but I had to use paper instead of leaves or moss so that he would turn over in his proverbial grave. Can I reverence my heroes through irreverence? It seems like a solution.
And here is a view approaching from downstream the Ghion River