Wind has been blowing since the dawn of time. It travels around the earth gathering time’s detritus: scents, sounds and loose particles carried on the wind. Standing in the wind is experiencing a myriad of moments. In present time, my ears eaves drop on the wind as it chatters with the leaves and whispers with the grasses. And my eyes delight in the dancing with branches, the twirling with leaves and the swaying with grasses.
While reading for this series of works, I discovered the Beaufort Scale in Scott Huler’s book, Defining the Wind. It beautifully describes every day experiences in the wind. It contains a 0-12 scale. Here are three of my favorites.
|3 gentle breeze||8-12||leaves and small twigs in constant motion; wind extends light flags|
|6 strong breeze||25-31||large branches in motion; telegraph wires whistle; umbrellas used with difficulty|
|7 moderate gale||32-38||whole trees in motion; inconvenience in walking against the wind*|
*Webster’s New Collegiate Dictionary, Ninth Edition, 1983.
Ultimately, wind is an effort to equalize temperature and pressure: a moment by moment quest for balance as it passes over the surface of the earth. The image of wind’s pursuit seamlessly flows into my search for balance between Nature and Man in my work.