Emerging Sculpture (2)

Not more than a few yards from the concrete stumps,  a robust hunk of rusting iron and steel lies on its side. It looks as if it was built to grade potatoes; when its intended use was no longer a requirement, it would appear that some bright spark tried to grade the pebbles from the beach...

So we have, already: the simple strength of the look-out, the mysterious stumps, and the solid but decaying form of the rusting potato grader - all of them, when contrasted with the landscape around them, indicating the feebleness of man's efforts when compared to nature's. Or something.

But just over by the seashore, there are these structures perched on the rocks..

 Some one, the some one mentioned at the beginning of the previous entry, has realised that there is already a sculpture park here, that he (or she) has something to contribute, and that they're damned if they're not going to do so. And contribute they do, to such an extent that copycats have appeared.

The structure of these artefacts (in the Master's hands, at any rate) is based on the original structure of these plates, these slates, these tiles: the rocks on which they sit.

The largest of them dominates, and it's a few minutes before one notices just how many there are. Perhaps, when I return, they will all be gone. Or perhaps the beach will be covered in them. And that can only add to their beauty. Thank you to whoever made them.