Just when you want to have your say, no, you have to listen.
The landscape is refusing to take a back seat here at Wamboin.
For the sculptures to find their place in the landscape, they need to become assimilated and virtually disappear. The more you try to give the works their voice, the more you want to look away. You only want to look when you want to look for them. How many times do I place a work behind a tree or rock or bush? Every time.
A lifetime of work will not quench the landscape’s thirst.
Pride has no role here.
I had hoped that there would be something to show, but there will always only ever be this articulated nothing, which does not warrant attention.
I shall put an invisible sign at the gate:
PLEASE ENTER. WITNESS HERE THE ACCUMULATION OF SUSTAINED SUBTRACTION
In life’s pursuit of ‘nothing in particular’, this is a reasonable outcome. If this constitutes an example of ‘applied modesty’, then that is of no note and this block must sit alongside my neighbours and expect no preferential treatment.
This is where we find ourselves, taking rather than giving dictation. It is right.