GREENHOUSE 4
Ohio Roots Collection.
(1) framed 19x26 (as shown)
Custom Sizes Available
Greenhouse
There is an old, abandoned greenhouse on parkland near my home. The small, locked structure has taken on a life of its own over the years, with wild plants and even trees growing inside, pressing their branches and leaves up against panes of glass that are streaked with mold, mineral deposits and dirt. Peering through the glass, I am intrigued by the interplay between the wild and desperately contained inner world, the ordered grid of the panes, the obscured glass, and the reflections of sky, plants and stones outside. I have returned to this structure may times as the weather and seasons change and as the plants grow, die and renew. Even the glass continues to evolve.
Another intriguing greenhouse that I have visited is a “hoop house” – an arched metal frame covered with milky translucent plastic. This greenhouse was empty at the time, but stepping inside was like entering a glowing lantern, as the plastic seemed to both capture and diffuse the light of the setting sun. Skeletal remains of fallen leaves that had adhered to the outer surface of the plastic were illuminated, as if suspended in the sky. A ragged tear in the plastic revealed a glimpse into a realm beyond the one we think we see, a sky beyond the sky.
GREENHOUSE 4
Ohio Roots Collection.
(1) framed 19x26 (as shown)
Custom Sizes Available
Greenhouse
There is an old, abandoned greenhouse on parkland near my home. The small, locked structure has taken on a life of its own over the years, with wild plants and even trees growing inside, pressing their branches and leaves up against panes of glass that are streaked with mold, mineral deposits and dirt. Peering through the glass, I am intrigued by the interplay between the wild and desperately contained inner world, the ordered grid of the panes, the obscured glass, and the reflections of sky, plants and stones outside. I have returned to this structure may times as the weather and seasons change and as the plants grow, die and renew. Even the glass continues to evolve.
Another intriguing greenhouse that I have visited is a “hoop house” – an arched metal frame covered with milky translucent plastic. This greenhouse was empty at the time, but stepping inside was like entering a glowing lantern, as the plastic seemed to both capture and diffuse the light of the setting sun. Skeletal remains of fallen leaves that had adhered to the outer surface of the plastic were illuminated, as if suspended in the sky. A ragged tear in the plastic revealed a glimpse into a realm beyond the one we think we see, a sky beyond the sky.
