"Let us remember…that in the end we go to poetry for one reason, so that we might fully inhabit our lives and the world in which we live them, and that if we more fully inhabit these things, we might be less apt to destroy both."
Seeing a Styrofoam cup stuck on a fence one day got Park thinking about the chain links properties of being both rigid and porous, of acting as a boundary while retaining an appearance of openness…
Explains Park, “Like a net, the sculpture is a filter that is meant to capture the light that is already there and force it to reveal itself. Now we can see it, the light, in purple shadows and yellow-green reflections that both mirror the shape of the fence and restructure the space they inhabit.”
Related watching from Rice University, a physicist’s perspective on Park’s shimmering, iridescent piece, featuring Jason Hafner, Associate Professor of Physics, Astronomy and Chemistry at Rice, and a time-lapse of the installation:
via It’s Nice That.
how quickly we go, bees to
the lost colony, and when gone, memory
a hive without the gold swarm.
James McCorkle, closing lines to “The Subtle Bodies,” from The American Poetry Review (Vol. 43, No. 1, January/February 2014)