In My Father's Woods

Trying to “restore” my dad’s old Front Woods Frame sculpture; from the late sixties/ early 70’s about… back when Concrete puplic sculpture was all the rage, or about to be. I think my dad was still working at an add agency in Manhattan commuting by silver Mustang and he made these projects on the weekend. Now they are cracked and chipping… tomorrow they should look a little cleaner. They get a sort of WWII bunker look in their cleaned state… which I rather fancy, but I know my mother won’t… nor would the artist perhaps? Mash up of John and Brian rare takes.