Saturday, December 13, 2008

Ruins

There is something beautiful about decay, as has been noted before. In the eighteenth century, the bored and landed constructed fake ruins on the grounds of their estate, sometimes employing hermits to live in them. Decay suggests a mysterious past which can be reconstructed according to the leanings of the viewer. Decaying monuments come in all sizes, as is shown in a recent post about  Jeanne Williamson's rubber band ball.

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!

              -Shelley

Please note: blog author is in an extremely sour mood due to having been ticketed in Berkeley while delivering little craft items she hoped to sell for Christmas. Her advice: don't drive in Berkeley, California.  Illustration friday post tomorrow.