Here we are my friends. You found the Art and we, the Ranger, compile it on Fridays. So how is it that some artists can find things in the world look like their own stuff?
Two images from Aunt Madge in Colorado that remind us of what she might make:
What shall we name this vehicular composting mineral exchange? Bessie, Francis, Omar? What this lovely lump of "human vs. nature" conjures to the Art Ranger is the irrepressible process of "patina". How surfaces evolve over time and exposure to elements, versus the purposefully applied "art" patina, versus the accidental chemically stressed patina. The word
patina in our etymological dictionary:
Incrustation on old bronze. Is adapted from French "patiner", to skate.
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This final image, from Susan Needleman: Morning Has Broken
takes patina to its ephemeral ode, changing over time yes
sky can tell a hunk of metal a thing or two about color
Have a fruitiful week.
I like the old car, maybe a Pontiac. Corrosion happens as I know.
ReplyDeleteyes corrosion. Let it weep sometimes. Let it change back to earth
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