WORKS OF ART BUILT BY COPPER

Invasive copper is an artist by nature. In the same way it is said that humans of old history perfected their hounds to fit their needs, so has copper done to the rock below. To them, life moves quickly. An hour to you and me is a second in their senses. At those rates, the concept of life becomes hazy. The natural changes of stone become akin to breathing, to drinking, to eating, and even to singing. When certain gasses come into contact with these carefully crafted stones, they emit a songlike tone. Deep-sea miners use these pets of copper to know when their work area has reached dangerous levels of gases such as carbon dioxide.

A PIECE RUINED IS ONE THAT IS IMPROVED

But we cannot understand the “life” that is within these stones, if there is one in there at all. Like seashells, you can break them apart, crumble them to dust, and not find a single sign of life. Yet those who tell me that shells once lived refuse the concept that these stones have. They carve them into the shape of old history animals to “give them life.” A state of irony falls upon these stones. Life imposed upon them. Forced to fit in the image others view them as.

They cannot be accepted as they are.

EVEN THE STONES WHISTLE

The substructures in the stone are unknown in their complexity. Even when the stones are reduced to rubble, many of them will still whistle. Miners have gone mad down there. Either from the whistling or the gas that caused it. They rip apart the stone, only to find that they escalate the sound. If you’re ever in the mines, avoid paths where the stones sing the most.