I think today’s post will be shorter than usual, but will need to type it out to be sure. On this visit to the Ohio River I found it rising which surprised me because we haven’t had much in the way of either rain or snow this year. When I arrived on the scene, many of the familiar places I visit to make my art were already underwater. I had to keep moving west in the park to access the shrinking riverbank.
I came across this picnic table near the Interpretive Center. The river is now enjoying what is normally a cozy place to share a few sandwiches. I wonder if this table eventually floated off? I kept walking along the retreating shoreline being mindful not to step into the ever creeping waters.
I have my collecting bag with me, but there’s not much to find today. It will probably be different after the river retreats. The trash left behind will mark how far the waves pushed the debris onto the land. I came across this nice-sized chunk of eroded polystyrene and decided to use it in today’s project. A short distance from this find was an even larger hunk of Styrofoam and I was in business for the day.
This second piece of foam was nearly as large as me. It took a bit of struggling to get it positioned where I wanted it near the rising river. In this section of the park much of the driftwood I was finding seemed dried out and brittle. I never did come across the right sticks, but had to make do with what today presented. I did like the happy-go-lucky expression on this figure’s face.
Here’s a full shot of the figure at the place where I left it. It’s gone now and the few ducks who were around were probably the only witnesses?
A slightly different view this time. This figure’s eyes are large fishing bobbers I already had in my bag, however, the nose is some rolled piece of foam that I found out here. I’m glad the sun came out and made the day a bit more cheerful. That white object in the distance is another hunk of Styrofoam riding the waves…perhaps my next sculpture?
The river was rising and the light was beginning to fade and once the wind started to pick up…I decided to call it an early day. One last look back at my saluting figure and this final image of it. I’ll return once the river recedes and let you know what I found.