filigree of trees
February 7, 2013
An installation with a sense of fragility at The Towner Gallery. The branches of sweet chestnut appear to hover across the floor of the gallery space. A strong material takes on another character when organised vertically. Olaf Eliasson made this Forked Forest Path as part of the Bon hiver exhibtion - it had great charm and the visitor is totally engaged physically. I wonder how different woods would work – like stands of species in cash crop wood – in a large venue like the turbine hall at Tate Modern. Of course, Olaf knows all about that space.
Really don’t know if I should have taken these pix - the attendant was busy with a couple of young ladies – but the temptation was too great . . . .
. . . Kelly Richardson is also showing at The Towner. Her videos of known landscape elements taking on an unknown appearance through movement, treatment and juxtaposition are thought provoking, amusing and a little unnerving. The moving images have the strength to suck the onlooker in – Richardson’s world easily becomes the real world. I’m not linking directly to her videos but suggest this link. . . .
. . back with my feet on the ground, I thought to engage with the still canopies in some quiet weather . . .
. . the closest tree groups are in the local gardens designed and built by the Burtons. The environment felt frozen in time. Just gazing into the composition that the filigree of trees encapsulated was absorbing . . . .
tree breasting a squall
tree fingering a hill
tree-shadow on the mist above the moor
tree rain-blind against glass
tree with its hands flying
to its mouth
a sky sullen as youth
tree-branch fallen in the garth
at the fireside
tree-log knitting its red-and-black
patchwork in the hearth
tree-log whistling its psalm
on the yellow sails of the flames
funeral-boat whose tiller the axe
leans by the open door Alison Fell Lightyear January 3