The Bridge

I’d seen the “Bridge” installation in “Sculpture in the Wild”, in Lincoln, before but I hadn’t read the sign commenting on it. When I was there last Thursday though, I read one could either view the gap between each side with the suspended planks as either falling apart or coming together. I confess my immediate assumption was that it was falling apart. I’m not a pessimistic person but logic said pieces in midair must be falling. My poor logic bound brain went that direction but I certainly like the other possibility much better.

That’s a good metaphor for us in this season. We are bombarded t...