Thursday, June 13, 2019
Sunday, June 9, 2019
Friday, June 7, 2019
Making the world a little less ugly , one ‘Johnny on the Spot’ at a time.
Our two day ‘Hide-a-porta-potty-with-a-dry-stone-wall workshop’was held last weekend. It went well. And now the portable toilet is well hid. No, it wasn’t right there, being used while we built the wall!
Anyway, the upper third of the wall was completed later by Mark and me . It’s over 8 feet high and hides a lot of shitty plastic.
I really don’t know why you don’t see a lot more dry stone partition walls like this, or maybe I should say, I don’t know why we can’t start to see a lot fewer of these ugly toilets at outdoor venues everywhere ?
Wednesday, June 5, 2019
Painting with her eyes
I Collect Rocks, Paint Eyes On Them And Return Them To The Landscape To Be Found Or Lost Forever
On a recent residency with Q Bank Gallery in Queenstown, Tasmania I began a project of transforming collected rocks into painted eyes and returning them to the landscape to be found or lost forever.
Queenstown has an extensive mining history and there were many unusual rocks everywhere. So I began a collection and what started as something for myself grew into a treasure hunt/community art project.
Queenstown has an extensive mining history and there were many unusual rocks everywhere. So I began a collection and what started as something for myself grew into a treasure hunt/community art project.
Jennifer Allnutt is a contemporary figurative artist based in Melbourne, Australia.
Saturday, June 1, 2019
Thursday, May 30, 2019
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Friday, May 24, 2019
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Friday, May 17, 2019
Not cement to happen.
All over the world, unimaginably huge amounts of natural stone are blasted out of our planet and busted up into chunks and dragged kicking and screaming to the cement factories to be made into cement.
Perfectly good stones for building with, are taken for their last ride up to the massive rock eating machines, that turn them into powder, to make endless manufactured concrete products
Tomorrow, let's look at some of the more natural, less destructive, less carbon-emitting, less fuel-consumptive, less mind-numbingly polluting things, that could have been done with these rocks.
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Are You Experienced?
Stone is the medium most able to experience us !
We are it’s ‘other’.
And yet the solid non-ego consciousness of stone remains impervious to the mindless barrier ‘other’ materials pose to our meeting.
It looks for us. It reaches out to touch us.
We are strangely mindful of this, and as we touch it and work with it, we say we ‘know’ the stone, and trust that it knows us.
But
Stone is only able to be known of us, because we have already been known of it.
If we experience it and are touched by its essence, it is because we are experienced by the stone.
And in time, some of that experience may be given to us.
The question ‘Are you experienced’ has less to do with any skill or knowledge we’ve acquired and much more to do with appreciating that wonderful something, beyond us, experiencing us.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Friday, May 10, 2019
Imagine
To make Peace takes a lot of creativity , a lot of initiative,
A lot of new incentive,
It takes a lot of beginner stuff, pure hopeful unsullied enthusiasm and ...
It takes people who may not believe it can't be done.
It takes beginners .
Professional people often have only bad experiences to go on, they just seem to know how to make war .
They think to solve aggression they need to be professional.
The peacemakers- the bridge builders build a sense of connectedness between human beings, between us and nature between our small place in the cosmos and the rest of the cosmos.
These bridge builders are all beginners .
A bridge likes this gives me hope, and I hope it gives others hope .
Make bridges not WAR
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
Former Training.
Removing the wooden form (the former) out from under the bridge is not unlike taking the training wheels off a child’s bicycle.
For a certain length of time, some sort of support is needed , but then, in a moment of time, that dependence suddenly disappears. That which was there has served its purpose.
The bridge, and the child, have discovered how to stay upright on their own.
The magic happens, and then it’s all just water under the bridge.
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
The Franklin Bridge
Photo by Franklin Smith
The experience of the last five days felt a bit like the dry stone equivalent of a major musical performance. I had been invited to come to Asheville to conduct members of a guest orchestra . The stone/musicians had not seen the music before but sight read and performed the ‘bridge piece’ perfectly. Bravo orchestra !
Monday, May 6, 2019
Sunday, May 5, 2019
Saturday, May 4, 2019
Friday, May 3, 2019
Rock enroled students.
We are all students, oft times, travelling over bridges we haven't made yet. The knowledge of what is known, and not known, passes both ways. We start from a place where we overlook the obvious and cross over to where we begin to understand the intuitive - all the time never, blocking the flow of continuity - but simply accommodating the course of nature . The stones are strong supporters of such multi-layered education. The universe is the place where all matter, and all that matters, is (are?) compressed into the arc of enlightenment .
Thursday, May 2, 2019
The first week of May is the best time to build bridges.
The dimensions for the centring, which will support our next dry stone bridge, have been carefully worked out, and the lines where it will be going, are shown here in green. It will be built by seven students in the next five days.
May 1st. What a lovely setting. You can just see Nels standing where we are going to be building the bridge this week.
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
Thursday, April 25, 2019
Beknownst or Unbeknownst?
Is the thing you created based on something original?
The answer must be ‘Yes’
Since it is either, something you just made up,
or just a copy, (unbeknownst to you, perhaps)
of what had previously existed.
That’s because the word ‘original’ can mean
‘What was there from before’
Or conversely,
‘Something entirely new’
Saturday, April 20, 2019
Cool Moves
It's a pity these are not big stones, rather than concrete. Big stones love to be moved, just as much as the small ones. Big stones love to be shaped too. Sometimes they have to be shaped into spheres in order to get them where they need to be. When they get there, they can be shaped again into big cubes or large steps or huge standing stones like the Ring of Brodgar in Scotland. How else could they have got them there?
Thursday, April 18, 2019
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
Friday, April 12, 2019
Symbiotic Synergy
A wall of indigenous ‘rough rock’ meets an incoming ‘round rock’ migration, along the line of insight, and the angle of repose. One is planar, and perhaps some what plainer. The other is not complaining, easy going. Taking time to be well rounded, well traveled.
The one’s contours of caring and caressing accumulate and bubble, while the other’s flush geometries look on with welcome face and both participants enjoy appearing in various concepts of permanence.
We relish the patterns of commonality and difference. Together and separate, examples of the same thing. The unity of differences. The complexity of oneness. The undulating non-duality.
Sunday, April 7, 2019
Walking Away With It
It seems Andy Goldsworthy is pursuing a variation of a very clever 'walking wall' idea that wallers from Canada (and Britain and the States) gathered together to actually build much earlier here in Toronto, back on the night of September 29th 2012.
See https://thinking-stoneman.blogspot.com/2012/10/nuit-blanch-have-you-ever-heard-arch.html
The idea, originally conceived by Evan Oxland and Akira Inman, included many other exciting components, including an arch, professional graffiti art, music, and a powerful light show - all these elements accompanying the process of the wall being assembled and reassembled, with stones taken from the back of the wall and moved to the front, so that it walked slowly east along Queen Street, during a fabulous night of Nuit Blanche festivities.
Thursday, April 4, 2019
Wednesday, April 3, 2019
Tunnel Vision
There is a story here. Can you guess what it its before looking at the photo below? The story is about a perceived need for expediency. It's someone's decision to actually think the look of urgency and inconsistent workmanship in one section might not impede the overall perception of wonder and mystery of the whole.
This is a story of us thinking we always need to 'help' mother nature. It betrays a frantic eagerness to make a natural wonder 'last' – to resist change – to fix what isn't broken – to think that permanency is of a higher value than aesthetic . We decide that we know best, and see no value in vulnerability or the possibility of impermanence – that safety and convenience are more important than the humbling awesomeness of reality.
Monday, April 1, 2019
One man's garbage can is another man's "yes I can".

I came across a photo recently of me standing beside what would have been essentially my first attempt at building a nearly full-scale dry-laid arch entranceway. Leaning on that temporary arch of glacial field stones, assembled those many years ago, as part of likely the first dry stone wall
demonstration ever at a Highland Games event in Canada I remember the strange confidence I had felt that my arch idea was going to work. I had never done one before.
I hadn't planned to build one that weekend at the Uxbridge Games. It was supposed to be just a wall demonstration. But by the end of Saturday I'd already used all ten tons of random stone to build a sample length of wall.
I could either take it down and rebuild it on the next day, or try to think of something completely different. The idea of knocking a hole in the middle and using the freed up stones to build an arch occurred to me as I was driving to the Elgin Park that Sunday morning.
I had to think fast. Next to my DSWAC site there was an empty plastic trash barrel which I decided to 'borrow' for the arch form. I secured it in place with pieces of wood so that the top of the barrel laying on its side would support an arch opening of stones you could conceivably duck your head and walk under.
The arch project attracted way more onlookers that afternoon than my efforts the previous day trying to get people excited about merely building a wall 'without mortar'!
There's nothing like the risk of failure to get people thinking about gravity and physics and the wonderful mystery of arch construction.
When the form was removed there were cheers of excitement and congratulations. I was elated and relieved that the ad lib demonstration had been such a success.
After the crowd had inspected the arch and all the questions answered and comments addressed, the people dispersed.
People came and admired it the rest of the day.
A fellow came over later in the day, and tossing the wrapper of his ice cream bar into the plastic barrel, walked over to me marvelling at my lowly arch and asked how on earth I had been able to manage to position the stones over the opening all at the same time in order to make it.
I pointed to the garbage can.
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