After checking out the sculpture of Pierre Riche, I had spied these eyes (of Dr. T. J. Eckleburg?) further in the field.
They keep watch to a gateway leading to a Boschian world of wonder filled with terra cotta fantasies and magical mosaics. But before journeying any farther, let's take a closer look at one of the eyes. The artistry astounds!
Just beyond their gaze is a commanding grouping of stone walls forming a courtyard of sorts.
It, too, is adorned with mosaics both pretty...
...and precious.
There are nooks and crannies and cut-outs chock-full of surprises!
The peanut gallery hiding under this ledge are really no larger than peanuts, yet they are so lively. Look at them hooting and hollering!
"Keep it down, boys -you're giving me a headache!"
The arched openings provide views of the wonders beyond.
This massive wall has a few tricks up its bricks.
Mosaic panels have been placed throughout...
...and dramatic scenarios have been sculpted onto miniature stages.
Check out the heads on this one.
Figures are bustin' out all over!
I think I dated this guy in college.
Past the walls and courtyard sits a quartet of columns, each with an intriguing tale to tell in tile.
I love those apes looking on as a skeleton types!
What appears to be another grouping of columns...
...becomes a wall of trees!
Then there's
this magnificent wall, mimicking the shape of the mountain behind it. I can imagine a very large bear poking his nose through that window.
Our journey comes to an end with the Dove Whisperer. What do you think he's telling his friend?
I really wish I had more pictures to share, but I was in stealth mode. Even though there were no signs posted, I felt uncomfortable traipsing about. I saw buckets and other materials, so I'm wondering if it's a work in progress. And what a work it is! The photos don't capture the beauty and surprise of it all. It was so animated, so full of spirit that I could almost feel the stones breathe.
