During class, we explored the outside through the "lens" of a loop of cord.
Looking through my loop is like a little window to different part of the world. I take a few steps back and my viewpoint chnages. I chose to hang mine on a branch in the courtyard.
Standing on one side, I see downtown Minneapolis behind a screen of trees, one of which is changing color. The grey sky is reflected in the glass of a skyscraper, an island in a pool of clouds. The sky and reflection doesn't seem to move, the clouds are that uniform in the west - so the buldinds seem to be unchanging against hte swaying of the trees in the light breeze.
Changing to the other wide ofthe portal, I am looking back to Blegen Hall. I find myself squaring up on a planted shrub that is changing color in the Autumn in a very striking way. The whole of the bush is deep green - except for one swatch of red.
No, looking again, it's more of the shrub that's dotted with red. One section is, in fact, very red, but dots of red now poke out to me throughout hte green background. Almost like roses. That may be what drew me to look at it.
In the windows of Blegen, I can see myself, a twisted reflection in the slightliy distorted glass. A silent watcher, I look back at myself, curious and examining. The shrube is only barely visible in the window, unrecognizable because the red that I now associate with it cannot be seen in reflection.
Back to my first view. Towards downtown. THe view may be of downtown, but the immediate framed view is a tree branch from the shrub on which I've hung my loop. Twisted with green and brown, bark that is growing but hardening, it arcs upwards. Against the sky, one leaf seems almost backlit so I can see the veins standing out, uneven, spreading to rough edges of hte leaf.
The branch that serves as hangar is also visible. One leaf pokes through my frame, twisted, ripples, almost like a clam. It is cupped and catches the wind, what little we have now, acting as the only motion in an otherwise stillness. The motion also makes my portal/frame jostle around a bit.