And now in a horrible irony, it seems like life is imitating art. On a scale even Christo couldn't conceive of. And it probably is not as pretty as Jef's trash rainbow.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Swirling Plastic Vortex Menaces Marine Life
One of the few works of art that I can clearly recall from art school is an installation done by (rickrolled link! Damn you Weekly Dig!) Jef Taylor. He was living near Revere Beach then and at the time (late 80's) it was notorious for being so dirty that people were forbidden to swim in the ocean. Jef had spent months beachcombing the medical waste and other assorted junk that washed up on the beach every day and he had separated everything according to color and then arranged it in a long graceful spiral jetty along one alcove of the gallery. From a distance it was a beautiful vibrant spectrum stretched along the floor. Up close, however, one recognized the bright red of hazardous medical waste warnings, the yellow hues of condom wrappers and the subtle blues and purples of hypodermic needles. It was my favorite kind of art; playfully calling upon your senses only to turn the tables and shock you with its message.
And now in a horrible irony, it seems like life is imitating art. On a scale even Christo couldn't conceive of. And it probably is not as pretty as Jef's trash rainbow.
And now in a horrible irony, it seems like life is imitating art. On a scale even Christo couldn't conceive of. And it probably is not as pretty as Jef's trash rainbow.
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