00F-17

Build number:	00F-17 (lifetime start #202)
Date:	June 24
Location:	Venice Breakwater, on the flat
Start:	0745; building time 10.5 hours
Height:	4.5 feet
Base:	1.75 feet, cylindric
Photography:	2 TMX120 w/67II and 165mm
Videography:	360 walkaround, stills and detail stills w/XL1

General Notes: The summer crowds are showing up. Some of the passersby are interesting: a woman who does chalk art, a poet who stays to watch me work for an hour or so. We talked of design and creatition as I carved, reminding me of Mercy in Taiwan. One passerby told me there was a storm off Baja that would drive in big surf. I told him I didn't mind, if it didn't show up until about 7P. What is it about building on the beach that brings out predictions of disaster? One man told me I was about to get wiped out by the incoming tide. This was about an hour after high tide. I don't know where the energy came from. Well, some of it came from George Ollen, who helped haul sand and water. Last weekend's sculpture ran over eleven hours and this one was looking to come close. What holds me together is the process. When I was finished, well, I was really finished. After I'd leaned against his truck for a few minutes Jim said "Get in the truck, Larry. I don't to have to adminster CPR on you." Somehow I managed to get the bicycle home. Yeow, what a great day.	To see directly the wonder of the order and the chaos of the Universe would be extraordinary. --Don Juan LORD CHAOS (SHIVA, VISHNU) ON VENICE BEACH Walk to the end of Venice Beach (or the end as I see it), I sit and stare at endless beauty, the sea, waves, sun's light on waves, so many perfect shells scattered under wandering feet, the children, the people, each one perfect in their own way, scattered here, scattered there- at first, I didn't notice you, then I thought you were carving wood, then I admired the string of kites overhead, stared at endless beauty, glanced at you till curiosity pulled me over...Lord Chaos your sign says (I smile)... you aren't carving wood, your hand caresses sand, built up painstakingly with hand tools you made yourself- as I watch I think, "This is all temporary"- and as I watch we speak, Lord Chaos- and as we speak, your hands, your tools, smoothing this opening, that curve, I see this beauty you create from chaos (and order) is endless now now now now... you say, "It's the only possible expression for a man who must be invisible..." I say, "What is created lives on in spirit, the invisible (to the eye)"... where we all begin and end in chaos in order in endless beauty. To the sand sculptor, Larry Nelson June 2000, Venice Beach Alma Luz Villanueva
Design Notes: I had an idea for a sculpture that was basically a triangular prism, with projections from the flat faces. It didn't happen; I got sidetracked by curves past the top. What came out was more parts within parts, an idea that has been hanging around for years. I'm finally beginning to make it work. I don't know why this is happening. It's surprisingly difficult to make it look good.

Top of Page Library Human Touch Museum 1999 Sculptures 1998 1997 1996 1995 Sculpture images and descriptive text copyright 2000 by Larry Nelson lord_chaos@compuserve.com Poem "Lord Chaos" used by permission of the author Truck and trailer photograph by Rich Johnson

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