Forest Tales

Our quartet, my stepfather Bill, daughter Ariel, and partner Blase, returned one week ago from our trip to Tibet. However, condensing two intense weeks of pilgrimage into a brief blog, like making a few jugs of sweet juice from bushels of ripe apples, takes time. The apples need to sweat, I need to distill the experience.

Meanwhile the Catalpa tree with its large heart-shaped leaves outside my studio window is no longer green and leafy, but is sending brown flying carpets everywhere. And in the woods, the sight-lines are clear as tree branches lay bare the sky, and the spiced air welcomes the forest walker.

Next Sunday morning, November 17th at 11 am, I invite you to join me for a forest walk in one of Stow, Massachusetts’ conservation areas, The Leggett Woods. Here along a meandering trail, I installed thirteen sculptures, a world of acorn-capped acrobatics, a mother and child, a boy and a turtle, a frog, each one fixed onto a forest stone. The storyteller sits near the beginning reading to three acorn-capped children.

Caps for Sale

The paths are cleared and covered with wood chips so discovering each one is not difficult. The Stow Conservation Trust, the private land preservation organization in Stow, hopes to attract more families to explore their trails by creating special places to visit and enjoy. 

The genesis of this project began along Old Frog Pond Farm’s woods trails where a series of bronze meditating figures are permanently installed. They are small, and you would think go unnoticed, and perhaps do for some people, but most others notice one sculpture, and then another, and another, and are delighted by the shift in scale, the quietness, and simplicity of these bronze figures on rocks.

Vita Matisse sitting with sculptures.

My granddaughter enjoys sitting on the large rock among them. Other children add acorn caps, a perfect fit for the bowed bronze heads. We don’t encourage interaction with the sculpture on exhibit at the farm, but I thought these acorns caps were a charming addition and have since cast a few figures topped with them. The wood burns out in the lost wax process.

When I was considering a possible sculpture for the Leggett Woods, I thought about a village of sculptures that might encourage children to get down on their hands and knees, and play. Perhaps add some more acorn caps, or build a little house of twigs, or add stones and leaves—an artwork to encourage interaction with the forest life.

The Stow Conservation Trust worked hard to find volunteers to help with the land clearing and creation of the trails. I am especially grateful to the committee I worked with directly, Janet Kresi Moffat, Ann Carley, and Carol Gumbart, and to the Alice Eaton Grant Funds for supporting the commission.

Another person I have worked with for many years is poet, Susan Edwards Richmond. In the first issue of Wild Apples, the journal of nature, art, and inquiry we founded and edited with two other friends in 2006, Susan wrote poetry for a series of my bronze boat sculptures. When I told her about this commission, I hesitantly asked if she might like to write a poem—I knew her creative focus was now on children’s books (Bird Count published by Peachtree Publishing Company came out last month!). As the date for installation got closer, Susan wrote, “Where are you installing the sculptures in Stow?  Could you use another hand? I can meet on the 11th as long as it's after 1:45 pm.”

It was a kind offer, but among Susan’s many talents is not operating a hammer drill or epoxy gun. I didn’t reply. She wrote again a few days later, “What time? Would you like some local help? :)”.  This time I answered, “Sure! Maybe around 11? You follow the trail then take the left fork. Can’t miss.”

Susan arrived when John Lowe, my assistant, and I were well into the installation. We’d been there since 9 am. Of course, Susan and I both knew she wasn’t coming to help with the install, but with notebook in hand she immediately knelt down in front of a sculpture.

Susan will be reading the Forest Tales poems at the opening next Sunday. There will be kids’ activities, refreshments, art, nature, and poetry. Hope to see some of you on Sunday, November 17 at 11 am. And I promise a Tibet blog soon!

Directions: Leggett Woods is on Whitman Street just off of Gleasondale Road (Route 62). If you are driving South on Route 62 from the intersection of Route 117 in Stow, go about a mile, turn left at the fork with signs for Honey Pot Orchards , and the Leggett Woods parking area is on your right.

The Storyteller