My first experience with rock stacking art was on the shores of Stanley Park in Vancouver almost 20 years ago now. It's a most beautiful use of nature. I didn't remember the effect it had on me until I spotted this small installation near the Ocean Institute in 2008:
This was small in comparison to a big surprise greeting us on one of our sunset trips to the beach:
The patience, the artistry, the wonder it inspires!
There's usually no sign of the artist. No signature. Just the structures for all to enjoy until the wind or waves knock them over.
Big art inspires little hands to create something different, something peaceful:
