Andy Goldsworthy

Original post date: Thursday, October 25, 2007


Andy Goldsworthy

I went for a run tonight.

There was a crispness to the air that gave you that tingle in your chest as you breathed in...if you are a runner you know what I am talking about. Your feet pounding the pavement and you need to get that one deep breath to take that next step and as you breath in it just doesn't seem to go quite deep enough.

I actually was running on the grass tonight, I am trying something new for my knee, we will see, it seemed to help a bit. I did all kinds of weird things tonight, lunges, I ran backwards for two blocks. That was weird, and I am sure that the red truck that was at the stop sign that I ran past was looking at me funny. Now, you know what I mean, the truck wasn't looking at me funny - that would be cool if it could though - but the passengers in the truck we probably asking themselves "what is this fool doing?"

I got home and there was a moistness to the air and it smelled of rain. It was a night that made you think of being a kid and not wanting to go home but you had to because the street lights were on and you weren't scared until it was just you on your bike since you lived the farthest away and your friends had already dropped off to go home. Yeah, it was one of those nights.

So what do I do? I start stretching on my driveway instead of going inside so I can take in the night for just a little bit longer. I say good evening to the neighbor that has never said anything to me before and he exchanges an enthusiastic "Hello", but I think it is because he didn't see me and I kinda scared him.

I lay back on the driveway pull my hat over my eyes and listen intently to "Sunrise" by Nora Jones (I know it is weird running music but it is my cool down remember?). I feel little drops of rain, spits really, so I put my iPod under my head and lower my hat so it doesn't get into my eyes,the rain not my iPod. "Hey There Delilah" by Plain White T's comes on and I smile up at the clouds and moon because I like that song. And with that song comes a thought, someone I haven't thought about in a long time, his name is Andy Goldsworthy.

Have you heard of him? He is an environmental artist - freakin' phenomenal! I have two of his books. Well one thing that he does is out in a field he will lay on a rock before it starts raining and then stay there until it stops and get up and take a picture of his dry spot, shaped like him, on the rock. I know it is kinda weird but really cool. His art is awesome because it is so temporary.

"I am so amazed at times that I am actually alive" - Andy Goldsworthy spoken after a piece of work falls apart after a little gust of wind.

So go check him out - just google him and you will get a hundred or more different sites about him and if you aren't amazed by what he does, well then you and me need to sit down and have a heart to heart chat about life.

Come back soon because a new adventure awaits on my horizon and I hope to take you with me. Life is a temporary thing so we must do what makes us happy and feel that we have fulfilled our destiny while we were here.