My husband often rides his mountain bike in the desert North of Phoenix. In the summer he rides at night with friends but since the temps have dropped he can ride during the day and see new and different things that are outside his flashlight beam.
Saturday he found trash art. There may be an official name for taking whatever is found in the desert and making it in to something but I don't know what it is.
This one has tires, metal, shotgun shells painted red, beer cans, bricks and wood.
This one has dumped stone and brick, and topped off with a chair and lots of beer cans.
This is all on city land so he hopes some bureaucrats doesn't take it upon
themselves to tear these down.
A friend in Northern Arizona sent me this link:
The art is amazing but most of all I love that this guy just does it. No recognition needed. He just wants to spread the "word" of how he feels about the demise of our libraries and some of his own creativity.
The greatest part, perhaps, is that this happens in Scotland and the newspaper asked if people wanted to know who the artist is and the majority said no. Sadly, they mention this probably couldn't happen in America and I agree.
One of my points with all of this is mentioned in one of the blog comments. These artists are showing "unconditional love." They are sharing their thoughts, passion, time and creativity in a non-promoting manner.
For quite some time now I've wanted to make rocks to spread my thoughts to the world. They won't be anything like these sculptures but I hope they brighten someones day.
How could you spread the "word?"