trespassing

an invitation to have an unorthodox experience with public art

We see an object in the park, on the sidewalk by the roadside and we are arrested with wonder; we indulge our first impulses to touch, smell, taste, listen to the the event that crosses out path.

We may feel a little sheepish but we cannot resist. After all, art is multi-sensory and public art is permissive, so why limit our action? For a child, a sculpture in the park becomes a rocket ship, a playground, an idea with which to climb, fall, run amuck and laugh hysterically.

What a beautiful perspective.