This is a dragonfly, and it's made of reused bric-a-brac. It sits on display at the Botanical Gardens on Stock Island as part of the annual Sculpture Key West show.
It was a clever piece of work and though I have lamented previously on this blog, let me take a moment to point out how annoying it is that the Sculpture Key West show has been split through three locations.
I preferred it when it was all centrally located at Fort Zachary Taylor. There it is and I shall complain no more, unless I make it to the third location, the West Martello Tower at Higgs Beach to check out the last group of pieces on display. The dragonfly was accompanied by a large display explaining in more depth than I ever imagined how these insects live and move:
This phrase below caught my eye and gets the prize for least information in a clause: "...but was introduced to Hawaii around 1973." Who, why, what, etc... all spring to mind, but because mine is the mind of an old school journalist these hanging thoughts will have to remain dangling.
Big men with powerful cameras find the gardens attractive for real photography:
I wandered, caught between my own impediments of pocket camera, wife and dog. Then we came across a vast spider's web which is supposedly: Ludwicka Ogorzelec's dream like fantasy out of sheer translucency or something like that.
All I can say is it looked like a spider's web to me.
This stray plastic bag bore a striking resemblance to the spider's web:
At first I thought it was a dog, but the sign post put me right:
Made, rather cleverly out of a diver's air tank, aluminum baseball bats, bronze pots and I don't remember what else.
This next one was, shall I say, enigmatic?
Because I am not an artists I would have called it "Ball On Chair" and gone home for tea.
This next one looked daft but was actually very cool.
It was a mirror lying on the ground:
And, because it was just that, a mirror, you could make it "see" whatever you want: 
At the entrance to the gardens there was this sand sculpture which I found captivating. They call it Africa and apparently it is located underneath the alluringly named African Sausage Tree. What can I say, I am very fond of sausages?
They have an open air workshop conveniently located across from Sandy's Café where they will teach you to do stuff like this.
It is so amazingly intricate I have no idea how they can learn this stuff never mind teach it. But the evidence is there before our eyes:
The details are astonishing. I loved this croc appearing mysteriously from the sand itself:
8 comments:
It looks like a spider web to me too ;) Great pics!
I'm going there on my next visit to Key West.
how is a round mirror on the ground art??? If i would have put down a bathroom scale on the ground would that be art???? I guess i just dont get it.....
Buffalo Bill
I like how you've disguised your Hummer as a Nissan Maxima...
__Orin
Scootin' Old Skool
Orin-I like my Hummer just like that. Especially now they are going out of business. It will become a classic.Plus it goes round corners (if I can find any).
Buffaol Bill- cpa1234 in Kansas eats bacon doughnuts. I am astonished.
Diana- they charge a forced donation ($4 last time I think) but it is worth it.
Dear Sir:
Yeah! Where is your Hummer? You were probably too ashamed to show up at this art-fest in such an ostentatious vehicle. Does the security feature in the Hummer let you run the truck unattended, so the dog can benefit from the air conditioning?
Leslie and I took one of our rare trips to the Guggenheim Museum and stood behind a group of people who were discussing the significance of a twisted brown fabric that dangled from the wall.
The group was mesmerized by the color and texture of the work, which Leslie described as a "shit smear." Sometimes the woman's honesty astounds even me. Aside from the sand sculpture, one man's art is another's something else.
But you did have a nice day out. And you did share it with us.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twsted Roads
Nothing like being Patronized by riepe.
Conch:
The ball and chair got me. Really? An oversized ball bearing on a tiny chair? But what the hell do I know, I still don't get Dali or Jackson Pollock for that matter.
I'm baffled as well that Reipe didn't have a perverse anecdote in reference to the "African Sausage" Tree... I find it funny, but then again I'm an idiot.
I've missed the blog but am happy to be back and catching up on things. This cold sucks. Be well all.
I can't be well when its 55 at night. And in riepe's unimaginable absence we have now been enlightened to all the possibilities of african sausage...!
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