Wednesday, August 1, 2018

Dark Star Park Day

Arlington County in Virginia is lucky to have a site specific sculpture by Nancy Holt.  It sits on a traffic triangle and a tiny pocket park in Roslyn, the section of Arlington closest to Key Bridge.  It consists of a tunnel, giant concrete spheres, pools and metal poles and metal plates. This is a very urban area and mostly the sculpture is viewed on a drive by basis.
View from traffic island to pocket park

Once a year on August 1, at 9:32 am the sun aligns with the sculpture to cast shadows that perfectly match the metal plates that project out from the spheres and the poles. It is Arlington's little Stonehenge. 

I had admired the sculpture for years before learning about the shadow connection.  And once I knew, I wanted to see the phenomenon.  For years I have tried to show up for it, but I am either out of town, or busy, or I just forget.  For the past two years I have had it on my electronic calendar in the hopes that it would get me there.  This year I had a contractor showing up at 8:00,  but that wouldn't really interfere.  The heavy rains took a break and the sun was shining.  I had no choice but to hop on a bike and go.

Tunnel from park to sidewalk
This is where the shadow magic happens
My phone told me the event was at 9:00, but I didn't arrive until 9:06. A few people were hanging around the sculptures.  I parked my bike and walked over to someone. "So I missed it?" "No" she smiled, "it's at 9:32." Thank god I had entered the time wrong, or I probably would have missed it.  I am always overly optimistic about travel time.

The shadow is almost aligned with the steel plates on the ground

Anyway, people gathered, it was an interesting mix of office people, art people, tourists and a group on a walking tour.  Cars at the traffic light asked what we were doing; the sun occasionally popped out from behind the clouds and showed us how close we were getting to alignment. I saw at least one person I know. 

The moment arrived: people snapped pictures, people clapped. The funny thing is, taking a picture is kind of pointless: you are photographing a shadow that has disappeared. The picture looks the same as an overcast day photo.  We are all so attuned to photographing events, even the ones that we only need to experience, that we just can't help ourselves.

Okay now it's aligned
The walking tour guide spoke a few words, my two favorites being Radical Pedestrianism.  His idea of people daring to explore the world on foot.   Then he handed the megaphone to a representative from the Nancy Holt Foundation.  She talked about how pleased Nancy was with the sculpture. Her favorite part being when she saw children using their hands to paint water from the pool onto the spheres and touching the art. 

It wasn't exactly a druid moment, but I feel happy that I went.  It cost me about 45 minutes of time and a sweaty bicycle ride.  I have photographs that show nothing, but that's not the point. It's a moment in time to experience, it doesn't need to be recorded on a camera. The sculpture does that itself. It is a record of time - August 1st, 9:32 AM - in the physical world.



Sunday, February 11, 2018

Small Domestic Miracles

The Reach
This weekend I had my first solo show since my Masters thesis show.  That show was not a very positive experience for a number of reasons.  This weekend was a whole different story.

Crushed by the Wheel, Eliza (the best title in the show)
The venue was a gallery in a concert hall at the local community college.  The curator, Mary Higgins, was supporting and helpful.  The format is three people having solo shows within the same venue, so that takes a little bit of the pressure off.   We hung the show about two weeks before the opening.  Ongoing renovations to the building delayed the opening, but it made it less stressful, because there was some space in between the hanging and the opening.  It did not feel rushed.

Trapped in this house
I was nervous the day of the show.  It was pouring rain, but not too cold.  Would anyone show up?  Would anyone care?  What if people were overly polite and obviously did not like the work?  Anyway, as the time for the opening neared, I put out snacks and blew my nose.  The guitarist arrived, as did student volunteers.  Finally people started to arrive.  My friend Hiromi, who had told me she would come early, was the second person up the stairs.  As I talked with her, more people arrived and before I knew it, we had a crowd.  People who I knew, and didn't know were complimentary and nice.  I sold a bunch of work.

Hurricane

  After packing up and tallying the sales, we went and had dinner and drinks with friends.  What a great day.  As Bill said, "My people showed up for me."

Clare Winslow, the other exhibiting artist-who made beautiful monoprints- and myself.

A Nice review by my friend Gary:

https://apothecaryshed.com/2018/02/11/small-domestic-miracles-emily-shepardsons-art/

The show runs from January 20 to March 4, 2018 at the Margaret &Joseph Fisher Art Gallery at the Rachel Schlesinger Concert Hall and Arts Center.