What is it about the desert that makes people wax poetic? And how can we make them stop?
Holly Metz, a West Virginia native, takes smashing black-and-white photos of the parched terrain near her Gila River Indian Community home, many of which you can see in her The Spirit of the Saguaro exhibit, opening today at Desert Botanical Garden. If only the artist would allow her regal sentinels to speak for themselves, but no. There must be poofery. Its the desert.
Her notes on the exhibit at www.hollymetz.com include a bunch of happy horseshit like the following: The Saguaro are getting used to me in their own time. We inhale together. We expand and contract. I wait. They bloom. A shutter clicks.
Our advice? Tune out the photographer and listen to the photos. Each is worth a thousand silent words.
Sept. 5-Oct. 19, 10 a.m.-5 p.m., 2008