….derrick wesley mcnew….

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Tower of Sound and Storm

“Tower of Sound and Storm”

scaffolding, reclaimed lumber, pallets, repurposed bicycle parts, some math, 100s of bottlecaps

2011

 

Imagine the rickety-rack of a tall rickety racket maker, clanging and banging and rolling down the path. A shaking and chiming and beat-making rack, where hanging from tacks, are bells and whistles and things that were trash. Imagine the singing eyes of the band, the hands of who which bring rhythm from crash. Whose venture and beat is much like your own, when your spirit is calm and mind isn’t taxed. Their sound has a tale if your soul isn’t worried. The squeak of a wheel, the crunch of a chain, the pulse of their chimes, the calm of the rain. Now imagine that this isn’t a fairy tale. That this isn’t on the variegated page of a children’s book. In places where televisions and radios aren’t allowed and people are gathered instead, a magic thing can happen. The shared experience of the ‘story.’ It’s here, when people are in front of people, that the part of the story that requires a listener, can flourish. It is here, that the creative mind of the listener latches onto the creation of meaning like a tapping finger latches onto a beat.  Ultimately, I built this tower because of rhythm. Because of that irresistible need to tap a finger or stomp a foot or boogie or dance or flail or bounce. And because I like it when people come together.

 

 

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