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Monday, Apr. 18, 2005 - 10:00 p.m.

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Easter Island Is Not Your Sandbox

Hmmm. Idiot.

Sorry. I guess I am supposed to respect the talent and intelligence of my fellow artists.

But this guy, Bill Vazan of Montreal, who is a land-art scuptor (which I totally approve of), has been arrested in Easter Island for moving around archeologically valuable rocks to form an octopus in order to photograph it.

Seems he paid some local to point out valuable stones and nonvaluable stones, and took his word for it.

I dunno. I don't think I'd go to some historical place like Easter Island, or Rome, or Stonehenge, and decide to pay some guy on the street to point out "ok" rocks, and then start moving around boulders a foot or two across, to make pretty pictures on the ground without getting permission from authorities, engaging local and wellknown archeologists etc.

His daughter today was worried about what will happen to him if he is found guilty and has to pay the $600 fine (jeepers, it'll cost you almost that much if your dog, unlicensed, is off its leash and in a public fountain in Montreal) and has to spend time in a Chilean jail.

Now jailtime in Chile is worrisome. But hell. Why go to another country, esp not a nice white liberal country (if you are a nice white liberal... forget it if you are a nonwhite person esp of foreign extraction), and meddle with their large rocks? That is just asking for it.

I mean really. What if some land art artist from Papua New Guinnea arrived in the botanical gardens here in town and started moving things around (having paid a few bucks to me, perhaps, to advise him)? He'd be in the paddywagon right away.

Or me going to Rome and playing lego in the rubble of the forum. Bet there's lots of fun rocks there to play with and take photos of in pretty patterns.

So yeah. I think it's stupid.

If you are going to do land art, get a permit. Get help. Know what you're doing. And don't fuck over the archeological sites for eternity cuz you've got a *concept*. jeesh.


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