Stills from Sculpture

Preface

In the countryside the weather is of primary importance. Every morning you look at the light over the horizon and at the colour of the plants to see what the day will bring. You sniff the air for humidity and examine the sky. It dictates your clothing and you make a decision to risk getting wet or cold or sunburnt and whether you will wear Wellington boots or a hat. If that day you stay indoors then from time to time you listen to the wind and glimpse the sun for a moment fleeting across your view and into the room. You feel the weather changing and close the window until it is calm. Walking out from the house you choose your path carefully, the landscape unravelling ahead and underfoot. Walk into the sun and it will be behind you when you return, the light and topographical sequence reversed.

A public work of art does not exist in isolation nor is it cocooned in an anodyne space. It is a living thing, seeping into the everyday life of those who come across it, seen out of the corner of your eye as you go about your daily business.

© Susanna Heron 1999