Thursday, June 21, 2007
We all want to make our mark, and make it forever. We build squares in a
world naturally made of curves. Even the straightest line - the horizon
- has an inevitable bend.
This is a sand sculpture. Or drawing, depending on how you want to look
at it.
I am exploring notions of perspective, our environment and the quixotic
quest for permanence.
The two images are of the same thing - sky, sea, sand, sculpture -
viewed from different angles. The first is called 'perspective', the
second, 'corrective'.
You can already see the work of the tireless tide at the base of the
mark I made. My sand-sketch didn't last long. I keep its grainy remains
in a rectangular box of pixels that you see now before you, but even
that will fade.
Thanks for looking
world naturally made of curves. Even the straightest line - the horizon
- has an inevitable bend.
This is a sand sculpture. Or drawing, depending on how you want to look
at it.
I am exploring notions of perspective, our environment and the quixotic
quest for permanence.
The two images are of the same thing - sky, sea, sand, sculpture -
viewed from different angles. The first is called 'perspective', the
second, 'corrective'.
You can already see the work of the tireless tide at the base of the
mark I made. My sand-sketch didn't last long. I keep its grainy remains
in a rectangular box of pixels that you see now before you, but even
that will fade.
Thanks for looking
Clare Bycroft
