We had a few days where it got warm enough for the snow to melt a little here in Maine, and I took the opportunity to get out to the beach and do a little stacking. There’s a large valley preceding the shore I usually stack; I imagine it was mostly swampland at some point before being filled in to create a lawn in the park. There’s a lot of precipitation packed up on the hillsides, so even a tiny thaw will result in enough moisture flowing down the hill to create a vigorous seasonal stream. I was losing light even as I arrived at the site, but the reflections in the water burbling down the slope were too intriguing to pass up.
I was thinking about erosion as I built, resulting in the tapering form seen here. The layering is a little more ramshackle than I usually prefer, with no clear granularity or direction. The tripointed plate on top with the corner piles came from a thought that I might start layering voids, but when I got to this point I just felt done. no need to work further, just wrap it up for the day and be content. Is it just me, or does my arrangement hold some reminiscence of the gnarled, leaf-bare trees seen in the background?
Final observation – the contrast of the lit and shadowed portions of the build made for great viewing in real life, but I’m not sure how great it was for pictures. As a rule (at least, recently), I do not edit any of the photographs I take, so what you see is what you get. There is not (and never will be, in my opinion) an equivalence between photography and actual presence. Something will always be lost, and only persons who live the moment will know what that something is. So, going out in the cold is tough, but it’s well worth it. I really should make more of an effort to get out and work on my weekends. I hope you all are having a pleasant winter. Enjoy it for what it is.