Author: GBLONDER

  • diploria

    diploria

     

    not exactly a human brain, but brain coral, the “mine canary” of the ocean. Sensitive to changing temperatures and pH as the earth warms.

    plastic c))motion strips move and wave in the sun, shading a thermometer from the rising heat. Seemingly alive. Actually dead. The last gasp of the coral sea.

    by substituting a black plastic film for delicate coral polyp tentacles, we give voice to our fear of substituting artifice for the beauty of nature. Emptiness in lieu of abundance. While the sun ultimately powers all life- even synthetic life arising from mechanical tension between expansion and compression in a plastic film-  life becomes a hollow existence once nature fades away.

    Yet there is always the promise of redemption. In diploria, the same black plastic film mimicking life, was developed to reduce global warming by shading buildings from strong sun. Thus all challenges are ultimately opportunities.

    First exhibited “Sublime Climate”, Cambridge School of Weston, 2008

    diploria
    2007

    Materials:
    galvanized steel frame, 18 ” diameter
    c))motion plastic tendrils
    natural sunlight, or theatrical lights and controller

  • :N:P:K 18:6:12

    :N:P:K 18:6:12

    so it is said.

    to run our toes through on a soft summer afternoon. To impress our neighbors. To control and mark our built environment.

    be careful of what you ask for. The cost of a green lawn is measured in dollars today, and a stunning burden on the environment tomorrow. N:P:K 18:6:12 is a “living, breathing” lawn, but one reflecting, like Dorian Gray’s picture, the true price paid for a perfect piece of heaven.

    N:P:K 18:6:12
    2007

    Materials:
    9.5″ x 9.5″x4″
    painted wood fence
    c))motion plastic
    theatrical lights and controller, or full sun
    recorded robin songs, or live birds

  • remanence

    remanence

    remanence sways and reacts to the the natural world around it. It hold a shadow in its arms, slowly releasing its captured darkness to light as the c))motion plastic is reanimated by the sun.

    we are always part of what we try and understand- there can be no distance.

    remanence
    2007

    Materials:
     4’x4′ veneered plywood substrate
     c))motion plastic vanes on twenty five 9″x9″ tiles
     natural sunlight, or theatrical lights and controller
    can be placed on wall or floor in front of a south-facing window

    2024 in the collection of the Boston University Photonics Center

  • e uno plures

    e uno plures

    It seems obvious complex outcomes must arise from complex behaviors.

    Yet nature is parsimonious, building all of life upon a few simple rules.

    Six columns. Six tableaus. Almost insignificant variations and adaptations of one underlying phenomena.

     

    Constructed from plastic ribbons that bend when heated or exposed to bright light, this piece explores sequentially, visually and dynamically the path from simplicity to apparent intricate purpose.

    Complexity is in the eye of the beholder.

    e uno, plures
    from one- many
    2006

    Materials:
    six veneered wood columns, four foot high
    c))motion plastic
    theatrical lights and controller

    first exhibited, Parsons the New School April 2009

  • flight 93

    flight 93

    Heroism.

    The World Trade Center Memorial is all about consequences after the attack. Flight 93 is uniquely about actions and decisions in the heat of battle.

    Happenstance.

    The Pentagon was a target against whose backdrop its memorial draws resonance. But this one particular, innocuous field in Pennsylvania was anointed by a matter of wind velocity and a few seconds more or less of pitched battle.

    Flight 93 is an odyssey, whose narrative lessons of heroism are more telling than the crash site itself, or the aftermath of 9/11.

    We designed the entire experience- from the gateway approach through the individual memorials to the impact site, as a story told via words and plants and landscape forms. A story emphasizing the passenger and crew’s explicit decision to take a stand, no matter the consequences. A story to feel in our legs and our beating heart, as well as our head.

    A story of The Road Not Taken.

    For which we must all be grateful.

    2004

    More Details Here

  • wtc memorial

    wtc memorial

    Too quickly– before the wound had healed–  before history was re-imagined–  and before the final battles fought, a memorial masquerading as a monument was summoned. 

    A rush to set the past to rest, our imagination held hostage by fear and emotion.

    Yet a memorial to the dead should not itself be dead. Carving deep holes in the ground beneath the footprints, open only to the sky, dwarfing people with their Herculean scale, would no doubt inspire awe and contemplation. But it speaks of language of the past, memorializing death over life, imposing solemnity on those wishing to celebrate freedom, vainly hoping to shut out time and pretend such horrors will remain rooted in the past. 

    A fitting memorial would pulse with energy, a living place commemorating thousands of lives cut short. And a reminder that to celebrate life, is to celebrate change. 
    Site-specific art is always the most compelling, and this Memorial proposal resonates with its celestial orientation by installing a series of mirrors on the south-facing exposure of the Freedom Tower. These mirrors constantly track the sun or the moon, reflecting their energy to the original Trade Center footprints and down into the Memorial basin. Every day, at the hour and minutes of the attacks, the mirrors are programmed to gently lift their illumination from the two footprints, proceed respectfully along the streets, towards the river and into the sky. Moving in concert, they form a virtual lighthouse sweeping a beam of hope and memory across landscape.


    One diaphanous beam of light uniting the Memorial, the Freedom Tower and the New York skyline into a single, compelling whole.

    August 2002


    More Details Here

  • tiwalkme

    tiwalkme

    make
                  time
                            itself 

                            visible. 

                  tangible
     
    emotional.

    People measure time in heart beats or seasons or long boring waits in line. But time scales of generations or millennia exist outside the realm of human experience and intuition. 

    So for most of us, the Grand Canyon merely exposes a colorful scar torn through the desert, leaving us mute to its graceful struggle with wind and water over the eons.  We cannot see the patient weathering of rock into pastel striae. We cannot hear the cleaving of a DNA helix, triggering the birth of a new species when the canyon was young. 

    And thus doubt reality. Simply because we confuse  the slow and steady, with the static and improbable.

    Yet our species must develop a long-term perspective. That’s how we hold the earth in trust for generations upon generations. That’s how we appreciate the lessons of the past, avoiding the next war or the harm sprung from casual prejudice 

    Making time Deep Time visible and tangible is the purpose of TiWalkMe.

    Unlike conventional parks filled with fields, playgrounds and foliage, TiWalkMe is designed as a living clock ticking out a thousand years. Every year, a row of trees are planted in a line bisecting a meandering  path. A thousand planting beds wait patiently to be filled. One for each year of  a millennia.  Annually, younger rows of trees planted back along the path grow a few feet taller. In a few decades, this ever-increasing wave of trees forms a forest, coursing from the past into the future. A living wave, moving across the landscape like a hand across a very ancient clock. 

    A thousand years takes the forest on a mile long odyssey. By walking the same millennia path, reading the history on each planting bed, people cannot help but appreciate the nature of deep time. Resetting their sound-bite view of the world.

    Intertwined within the forest are buildings and paths linking business, educational and non-profit organizations together, enabling discourse and generating new insights. TiWalkMe is an icon. A tourist destination. A venue for important meetings among world leaders. An inspiration, crossing political boundaries. A lasting purpose for a city, and a bastion to survive economic and social turbulence.

    2001-ongoing

    More Details Here

  • solarscape

    solarscape

    An underutilized, iconic tower of the Liberty Science center was the venue for collaboration between the museum, an arts group and the local energy company. Artists were invited to create an exhibit in the pyramidal skylight above the tower, using energy from an on-site solar cell array and windmill. The final piece must be visible from the immediate community at night, while reinforcing the museum’s charter to educate and entertain. 

    Both solar and wind power draws sustenance from the sun, so we too drew inspiration from the light, as history. Born from dust, giving birth to life, and finally exploding in a blaze of glory, the sun’s story was told in light projected onto the towers skylight.


    The main solar sequence. As viewed from the New Jersey Turnpike.


     A finalist in the competition.

    1999


    More Detail Here

  • 122468

    122468



    An island in the cold and vacuum. But that knowledge was intangible.

    Until the Apollo 8 astronauts. They brought emotion to understanding with their now familiar image of earth – a “blue marble” suspended in a black void. Creating an icon for the 60’s, and a symbol of our interdependence as a species.

    Once again, it is a message worth repeating.

     

    poured latex and oil paint on wood
    two years drying time
    two panels, three frames per panel
    77 1/4″ x 28 1/4″

    1998-2000

  • resume/contact

    resume/contact

     As a child, Greg could spend the morning taking apart his sister’s talking doll, revealing the tiny record player hidden within, and the afternoon helping his mother pour a plaster cast for a lost-wax mold. His father spoke of vacuum tubes and profit and loss, while his mother washed sulfuric acid out of a pyrex baking dish, removing a copper etch plate so the lasagna might take its place for dinner. By twelve Greg could pull a print or solder a transistor. And painted a bit on the side.

    He attended MIT and Harvard in the sciences. And found time to take the occasional art or architecture course. 

    Science is his vocation, design his passion, and art his dream.

    If only desire blended like oil paints.

    b.      1955
    BS     1977 MIT
    PhD   1982 Harvard

    “geb” at this site


    convergent evolution

    tom shannon  
    arthur ganson
    andy goldsworthy
    remarkable leonardo da vinci
    jean tinguely
    duisburg-nord
    ned kahn 
    agnes denes 
    steven hollinger 

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