I saw this excellent documentary on Andy Goldsworthy tonight. It's the best way to experience his work, short of being there with him in person as he makes them. I have always loved his work–the ephemeral quality, the use of found materials, and the lyricism, but now I appreciate it infinitely more. I am also extremely envious of the way he is able to maintain such a primal connection with the landscape.
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