They say that art imitates life, so why aren't museums full of paintings of people texting?
As I was strolling through the SCSU campus earlier this week, I decided to sit on a bench in front of Morrill Hall to wait for a friend to get out of class. As I perched, I was silently taking in my surroundings when I noticed a dark, looming structure in my peripheral vision. It was a very abstract sculpture. It was almost black in color, and it was ominous with tall, thin columns rising up from a raised, rectangular base. The front of the piece was an inclined ramp with two spheres sitting on opposite ends. I am no true art fanatic, but I was admittedly taken aback by this sculpture.
On the side of this dark structure was an engraved plaque which read,
"Serie Metafisica XVIII
Herk Van Tongeren
1983"
Herk Van Tongeren was an American artist who specialized in bronze sculptures based on the history and philosophy of other cultures. Here is a link to Van Tongeren's obituary in the New York Times:
Also, here is a link to his biography from the Smithsonian American Art Museum if you would like to read more about this artist:
The following are some samples of his other sculptures:
This piece of artwork simply looked so out of place. Sitting in an open field of grass in between Engleman and Morrill, it seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. The sculpture did not lie directly in my path between the two buildings, so it took me almost two weeks to even notice its existence. That just represents how we become so fixated on our beaten paths that we rarely take the time to stop and look around.
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