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Andy Goldsworthy: Rain Shadows
All is Vanity: Goldsworthy’s Rain Shadows
by Jim Watkins
Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity.
What does man gain by all the toil at which he toils under the sun?
A generation goes, and a generation comes, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises, and the sun goes down, and hastens to the place where it rises.
The wind blows to the south and goes around to the north;
around and around goes the wind, and on its circuits the wind returns.
Andy Goldsworthy’s Rain Shadows fascinate me. Like much of Goldsworthy’s work, it is the human story that draws me. How long does Goldsworthy lay on the ground as the rain soaks his clothes, his skin? What does it feel like? What does he think about? Does the waiting drive him mad, or is this an act of meditation? Do passersby gawk or offer assistance? How does he know when it is time to rise?
For some artists nature is the setting of their work. For others nature is the subject. For Goldsworthy nature is like family. I am tempted to write “collaborator” or “fellow worker,” but these do not convey enough intimacy. He feels the ground at his back; he is exposed to the wind and the rain. He knows the world as he knows his body. Like St. Francis who calls the sun his brother and the moon his sister, Goldsworthy has a large family.
The wind and the rain conspire with Goldsworthy to make works of art that are full of wonder and grace. The shadows hover like ghosts upon the ground and they profoundly speak to us about what it means to be human.
A generation goes, and a generation comes,
but the earth remains forever.
Living in a world of change, we are creatures who long for permanence. The photographic records of his shadows are like moments outside of time – residue of human existence – that capture this desire.
Waves of time and weather erode the actual Rain Shadows and they remind us that our time is fleeting.
All is vanity.
The Hebrew word for vanity is hebel. More literally it is translated as “vapor” or “breath.” It is itself a kind of shadow; a misty reminder of life and presence. It is also the name of Cain’s brother, the first victim of fratricide. His blood cries out from the ground. Our time is fleeting.
We may feel that the important things in life are permanent and universal, but Goldsworthy’s Rain Shadows challenge us to cherish the ephemeral. This is true not only of his Rain Shadows, but of Goldsworthy’s work as a whole. Goldsworthy discovers the grace of God in nature: in an autumn forest, in a frozen river or in a rocky shore. There is no corner of God’s creation that does not praise his handiwork and Goldsworthy leaves no stone unturned.
Although Goldsworthy does not profess the Christian faith, we may see in his work a witness to the theology of the incarnation. In a changing world where all is vanity, the Creator has graciously become a creature. Stepping into our temporal world for a mere three decades, the Son of God lifts up the ephemeral and shows us that even here we may see and touch and know the grace of God.
Andy Goldsworthy: Rain Shadows. The Rain Shadows were produced at various moments in the artist’s career and in a variety of environments, both rural and urban. These ephemeral works do not last for very long and the only records we have of them come in the form of photographs. The first Rain Shadow was produced on the rocky
Andy Goldsworthy was born in
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