Hill and valley and still water, mountain and canyon and deep are the work of one creation; and why have I been placed in it? And what do I do in it, with such a little while before I am gone? The valley stays, and the hills I climb now, and the still waters run, and I will be laid somewhere beneath them all. Yet in time they, too, will be gathered up in some mighty motion of fire or flood or ice.
Therefore all valleys are shadowed with death, yet they live in beauty. And the shadow, as in painting , is what gives roundness and ripeness to shapes and colors that would other-wise have little beauty at all. Death rims life with the beauty of transiency. This is because beauty is always passing – clouds moving, waters flowing , leaves scattering, youth aging – that it is so pierces our hearts. Bradford Smith
This passage, found in the book of Faith and Practice of the New England Yearly Meeting of Friends (Quakers), partly inspired the creation of this sculpture Transience. I sculpted this female torso 13 years ago out of eastern hemlock, 5 feet tall by 3 feet in diameter. The concept for this sculpture was the transience and decay of natural beauty. The sculpture was to be placed outside in a wooded setting to slowly decay with the ravages of time and weather.
Last week here in Vermont we had a terrific wind storm with wind gusts up to 70 mph. This wind caused the trees to sway violently causing the loss of limbs and branches. One of these limbs landed squarely on the sculpture, toppling it to the ground.
So the question becomes does this unusual event become part of the original concept? Should I leave it as is or restore it to a standing position? A crisis of concept!
Here is a dirty little secret about artists: I don’t think people who are not artists realize the extent to which artists use accident or chance in their work. Some artists may not admit to it or even realize they are using chance but it is a very common practice. They rarely talk about it to people who are not artists. I feel that being open to accident is a lot like being open to inspiration. Part of the goal is recognizing it for what it is and making use of it…or not.
In this case, my inclination is to restore her to vertical in order to realize the full 30 year life span of this artwork. What would you do?
I have had overwheming support for the idea of resurrection for Transience. So with the blizzard of 2013 impending, I restored her to vertical before the snow flew. Here is the result…