A series of six shiny silver squared pedestals, about 18 inches on each face, with a large rock on top. The height of each pedestals is measured so the rocks are level as the sidewalk is at a mild incline.
Provocative? No. Beautiful? No. A reminder of our collective experience? No. Happy surplus? No. Expensive crap? Yes.
Right on the SW Sixth Avenue Transit Mall – just one errant bus could take this series out with a hard left hand swerve.
Called Soaring Stones, these were created by John T Young of Seattle in 1990 for the Rouse Corporation’s Park Place Ltd. in 1990. Young is on the faculty of the University of Washington, which also hosts the best of the rest of his awful artwork on their web site.
So who cares? Soaring Stones was paid for and is maintained by the shopping mall – a private concern. It didn’t cost us anything. Just tourists and lawyers and the homeless look at it. And people who ride the bus. And bike messengers. And people who are lost. And people who work at the mall. And lunch time wanderers. And annual parade watchers. Hell that’s sufficient, a quorum.
Regardless of who pays for a piece of public art – as long as it takes a public space it remains public business, our mutual concern. And art is not relative, not in the eye of the beholder, and not something obscure or academic or requiring a license to undestand.
What’s true with Young’s Soaring Stones is 99% of those sharing the sidewalk absolutely ignore it.
Finally, art is hard to make and harder to sell. When bad + expensive art is given a prominent and permanent place, it discourages artists to even attempt to create or market their art. Keeping Soaring Stones, and not sacrificing a bus to demolishing it, is a minor selfish act with wide repercussions.
UPDATE December 2006 – As part of the renovation of the Portland Bus Mall, this sculpture has been removed. Don’t hold your breath for it to reappear.
June 30, 2006 at 10:28 pm
Mon Dieu! C’est Crap! Well the stones are alright but pedastels, yuck! Does anyone ever stop to think what this stuff will look like in 10, 50 or 100 years. It certainly won’t have the fine patina of the Sacajawea in Washington Park or Lincoln in the Park Blocks. My guess is that in a year or two it will have more scratches and dents than a 1982 Corolla parked next to a Hummer in Fred Meyer’s parking lot.
July 7, 2006 at 5:45 am
Why the screed? I know plenty of people who really like them…isn’t diversity a good thing for public art? Or would an some kind of public art dictatorship to decide be better?
There is plenty of public art in Portland with a fine patina…that to someone else might not be very fine at all. We should be supporting public art of all kinds and not just those that fit a certain set of ideas about what constitutes “good.”
July 7, 2006 at 7:15 pm
“We should be supporting public art of all kinds…”
Thoughtlessness leads to weightlessness…
Well, but your consideration is contexted by the crippling economy of the provincial artist where, “I’ll take what I can get” or the starved audience who gobbles up tripe.
So I understand your position. But I don’t seek patronage, so I am free to have an opinion.
January 22, 2007 at 9:00 am
Actually, I kind of liked them and wondered why I didn’t see them around anymore. Guess I wasn’t lost after all… But, then, I’m just a dumb scientist with no real appreciation for real creativity.
October 2, 2007 at 2:39 am
Young donated those things to Whitman College. If you want to visit them they’re now crapping up the beautiful campus up in Walla Walla.
October 3, 2007 at 7:33 pm
Huh. I make an effort to avoid Walla Walla, but Whitman does have a beautiful campus. I wonder how Young retained or regained ownership of this piece.
The majority of pieces bought for the Portland Transit Mall in the 1970s are pooped out. I imagine they’ll be stored or show up in neighborhood parks. This was not park of the mall, but part of the shopping center on the mall. So it should be interesting to see what replaces it.
December 3, 2007 at 3:56 pm
Pearls before swine…a few real phillistines here. Young is one of the nation’s great living sculptors and our city was lucky to have one of his early large works. But typical of this backwater river town, we let it slip through our fingers and lost a treasure. Isolated Whitman is lucky to get it, where it appears to be much appreciated, but Young could have sent it to NYC or LA, art capitols. Our Rose City lost a winner and embarrassed itself in the process.
December 4, 2007 at 3:47 am
You’re completely wrong.