The open hours I found online were listed as Saturday and Sunday only, maybe, "check to be sure volunteers are there to open the building." On a whim I drove by the next day, a Friday afternoon and as luck would have it the building was open! I even scored free (!) parking just a 5 minute walk away.
The Wiki article also references magnifying glasses for visitors "wanting a closer inspection," I saw no such thing. "The greenhouse includes a cabinet designed by Dion that supplies magnifying glasses, allowing visitors to inspect the log for various life forms. Field guides are present in the form of blue and white tiles, depicting bacteria, fungi, insects, lichen and plants that may be found on the log."
The cabinet did have some interesting artifacts...
By now you've certainly noticed the green tint created by the green glass roof. I was shocked when I downloaded my photos and they were so green. I think in person my eyes just accounted for the odd coloration and it wasn't a big deal.
There wasn't any signage explaining the tanks, and I didn't ask the volunteers. I'm guessing it's water captured from the roof and used for irrigation?
There's the long Western hemlock log...
And some of the plant life that's grown up from it.
One of the articles I found online mentioned the plants between the log and the tile wall were brought in from the original site and planted with the log.
My eyes saw these leaves as brown, curled up, dead.
I wonder if the green tint wasn't as strong in person and is just a camera trick?
More process photos and a poem if you follow this link.
From another online source (click on the link for great photos): "ART21: It’s almost like seeing a tree hooked up to a life support system.
DION: As I said, this is not exactly a feel-good work of art. You should look at this and get the impression of someone in the hospital under an oxygen tent. There should be pangs of melancholy when you see this. Of course, it is in some ways a celebration, but at the same time, it’s full of mourning and melancholy. This tree is something fantastic that has been ripped out of its context. So, there is something monstrous and violent about the very nature of this work. Like, in a natural history museum, you find this feeling of awe toward the skill of the reproduction and, at the same time, a feeling of terror at the tragedy of people killing animals and reproducing them for an urban audience. That’s very much the kind of logic that I’m playing with here."
The Neukom Vivarium's open
when it wants to be
when train traffic
the slowest ever train traffic
when train traffic
shuts down Broad at Alaskan
a volunteer docent may be winding their way there.
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This is really giving off Shirley Watts' Natural Discourse vibes. Glad you checked it out! This is a great way to honor the secret life of trees, forest, nurse logs.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad it was open when I drove by the second time, on Friday. The online info said Sat and Sun and I wasn't going to be able to make either of those.
DeleteThis feels very PNW. I didn't feel pangs of melancholy, until I read that I was supposed to. I suppose it feels like a stage of life. How did it feel being inside, did it feel out of place? These exhibits can easily go over my head, and I'm walking through thinking it's cool someone put an old tree in a vivarium.
ReplyDeleteYes, very PNW! It didn't feel out of place at all, maybe because I am a PNW girl? If I was from NYC perhaps I would find it out of place?
DeleteOdd and interesting at the same time. I love Dion's description of it as a "Sleeping Beauty coffin." That seems apt. The poem is funny, especially in the context of your own experience in gaining entrance.
ReplyDeleteThat poem took me back, way back. I sat at the intersection he mentions so many times waiting for the train to pass (back when I lived in Seattle, in the 90's).
DeleteThis is frickin' cool!
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it.
DeleteInteresting. I went through this place years ago (I don't remember which year) when I visited the Sculpture Garden. In any case, it was not nearly that grown in. I remember it as kind of empty and mostly just a log in a greenhouse with a few plants (I don't remember seeing magnifying glasses anywhere). What's interesting today is that it does have a bit of a feeling like finding an abandoned greenhouse or walking through a giant terrarium. It has an odd feeling right now for me as well because I've been watching the scifi series "Silo" on Appletv and reading the dystopia books about people living in a silo after a disaster and surviving with hydroponics.
ReplyDeleteI would love to have a comparison visit from the early days, I think it would have made my visit have a very different feel. I'll have to look into Silo.
DeleteI agree, I think repeated visits over time would deepen the meaning, really illustrating the message. I don't think I really quite got it. when I went, more confused than anything. Seeing it again with the changes and more context like Secret Life of Trees changes it -though it does have a moody kind of melancholy feel in your photos. I imagine they only open it when they have staff for it now?
DeleteI agree with Denise that it is a great way to honor the secret life of trees. If you have read the book Overstory, you understand the very real importance of this Vivarium.
ReplyDeleteI loved that book!
DeleteMelancholy is what I felt was when I saw the 'Closed' sign on the door again. The Seattle Art Museum should do a better job making this exhibit available to visitors.
ReplyDeleteChavli
I'm so sorry you've not been able to visit. I do not know how I got so lucky.
DeleteSo, that's what is inside! Interesting. I was sort of hoping for some steam punk hybrid of moving rusty gears and plants, but a living, evolving exhibit to teach the general public about decomposition and rebirth works too!
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