I ended up seeing a lot of Richard Serra this past year–his work, not the man himself. I am consistently surprised at how much I love his work. I saw his wood sculptures at both the MoMA in New York and the Guggenheim in Bilbao, and both times I was overwhelmed by a sense of reverence for space, time, and nature. And I am not usually into “stuff like that.”
This is a piece of his that I saw at the Reina Sofia in Madrid. Again, completely in awe of it. Why? I don’t really have a vocabulary to talk about sculpture. All I can say is that I went back to see it after I was done looking at the Guernica.
Here is a detail of the metal: