We drove 250 km up north of Kalgoorlie and 250 back just to see a piece of art. I must thank Caro and Pau for driving us there. After 60km on a dirt road, a little path on the right which takes you to the Ballard salt lake. No visitors, just a welcome board, nothing else. We'd seen salt lakes before so this wasn't the reason of our trip. A few rain drops started to fall...we looked at each other....we all knew that if it started raining harder, we'd have to jump into the car and head back quick because our small rented car wouldn't make the dirt road if it was wet!
We put our walking shoes on and dived into the salt lake....we weren't alone....presences...Gormley's fascinating inner body figures were standing there, far from eachother, still...alone but connected to eachother...connected to the land. Our shoes would leave marks onto the ground....like the kangoroos paws and tale did too. They were there without being physically in our company.
I find most of Anthony Gormley's work very inspiring...I found this one outstanding. Discreet, suttle....a clash between the mining industry and respect of land, materiality and values, hard and sweet, black and white, greed and necessity, humans and nature, ...
Then to thank the drivers, we all went and had a big burger in this ghost town (just the bar left)!!!
Oh merci d'avoir écrit vos noms à côté du mien! ;-)
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