Rocks were my first love. I collected them, climbed on them, lived in them, played with them, painted them. You could call me a “rock hugger”. For people and plants, they were our beginnings in a solid universe, the bones of civilizations, the ancient material that made us and our world. The structures we build from rock are subject to the same organic forces that alter the rock itself. My rock cities and buildings obviously do not represent new structures, but rather those that have all but broken down and returned to their prehistoric condition.
One day about 20 years ago, hiking up a dry canyon, I picked up a small house-shaped rock and thus began one of my collections–rocks with architectural forms. They could be factories, cottages, villas, churches, institutions, apartments, and so on. Thousands of rocks quickly piled up everywhere, sorted by colors, patterns, shapes, sizes, etc. For each “city” group, hundreds of rocks are needed for “try-outs”, then only a few are chosen.
Each skyscraper is composed of several long, rectangular rocks, usually 3 to 6, stacked and glued. Cuts are made horizontally only for joining. Shapes and colors are unchanged. I have added suggestions of windows or small details with paint. The platforms are ⅜” steel, floating on ½” aluminum bars, with felt protection underneath.
Rock City #1 —-18” x 8” x 8.5”