public art

There are metal fountain animals off the river next to sierra street. They have a patina on them giving them contrast. The green opaque color further reminds you of there habitat and the sage brush around them . You see various native species through out the wall ranging from quail to mule deer. The images are created with the layering of metal in thin strips to create a embossed design. The several layers in the piece help shade in parts of the design and suggest feathers to hair. I could not find the artist however but if you know who it is please comment to let me know.

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questions for p39

hey when you get this I cant find this in the old book do you know the pages?

Ron haeberle, peter brandt

The artist I believe was trying to show us what the words really mean. When read by themselves the words don't convey the emotions that you get from the picture. How the entire village was killed. The women, the children and even the babies. Generations of people killed in an instant. A void left where life once was. A soul where the body now lays. I think this picture is a great representaion of a artist and the 4th role they play. 

Chester Arnold was born in Santa Monica CA. However he was raised in post war Germany. His strong convictions against the western world and its way of living perhaps were because of where he was raised. Germany at that time was separated in two as both west and east Germany. The west was a NATO country. Whereas the East was under totalitarianism dictatorship. It was also allied with the soviet union. It would not be till 1990 that Germany would unite as whole once again. He lived there when Germany so desperately wanted to clean up and rebuild. Chester Arnold focuses mostly on the western world’s impact on the finite resources of the world; as well as the detrimental effects on the ecology.  His pieces are often scattered bits of human life discarded and forgotten. This can be seen in Germany as many had either fled or were killed. Ruin neighborhoods of rubble and trash being cleaned up block by block. The artifacts of the neighborhoods life and history scattered forever in the wind; fueled by thieves and liberators. The only inheritance left where the scattered bits of paper left about the floor. Nothing more than the memories of times gone by. Nothing left in monetary value. However all worthless garbage to someone that came after the war. His view seems dim. Like the future generations are left with the trash left by past generations. We inherent the troubles and woes of our ancestors and are left to deal with their mess. To no gain for ourselves. It is a bitter view blinded by lack of understanding. In order to understand you would need to be there to live in a home. Remember it before the bomb goes off before you grab everything you can and flee your home. In the painting “Inheritance, 2007” You can see the last news paper read in that home before the distant booms. The ledger of your favorite pros sitting on the table stained by the coffee in your hand unnerved by a startling sound of your worst fear. When the “what ifs” of your worries become reality; when the war knocks at your door step.  Primary colors are used to balance the piece and help bring focus to different areas of this piece. Many stains on the floor give this piece pattern echoed by the many papers dispersed on the floor.  Texture is used in the crumpled paper giving the piece a more three dimensional sense. These small details help transpose the gravity and importance of this message by keeping the viewer interested. It also makes you question the meaning behind this great piece.The piece also draws on the fact that it is a collection of a single person not that of many. This can be seen by the fact of personal belongings such as a wallet. Only one copy of the newspaper. Many post it notes etc. If you look deeper then that you can see all those things meant something to some one. A phone umber on a note of a pretty girl you met. A wallet with your driver's licence. Things of value now left as garbage. So I believe Chester is trying to tell us something; but I often wonder if he thinks about the people left behind and how not all of this is truly the garbage of our inheritance.