In the early 1990s Peter quit his tenured position at the University of Tasmania and bought 100 acres of bush (a Bush Lot) on the coast of southeastern Tasmania. He needed something to live in and through a series of random events came across this 1959 Bedford school bus that had been converted to travel. The owners had written PEACE on it. Peter bought it and kept it as is. He drove it out to his new land and halfway down his freshly bull-dozed muddy 1 mile long driveway it got stuck. Continue reading Living in the Peace Bus
We walked out to the point at Peter’s Windgrove for Christmas morning and I took a 360 pano. Peter and Emily are dangling their feet off 100 foot cliffs (or I should be saying “30 meter cliffs”.) Click the image above or the link below to see it. Definitely make it full screen, pan around, zoom in, enjoy the view.
Peter – this massive, slightly stubborn, always adorable Harvard graduate, one cylinder man-engine – has built a true accomplishment in a very remote bush location. He is regularly visited by international artists, environmentalists, thinkers, poets, and wayward travelers. He is frequently interviewed, video-taped, and written about concerning his artistic site-specific work and building of Windgrove. This recent short video from a series about Tasmania is perfect. It is simply Peter talking directly about his work. Check it out.
However, Peter is a long time deep friend of mine for over 30 years and I wanted to see him, the individual. I want the back story as much as the front story. This photo of his complex at Roaring Beach speaks volumes to me. Click “Continue Reading” to get a short description of what this photo illustrates. Click the photo to see the details. Continue reading The Engine Behind Windgrove.
We’ve had seasonal normal weather the last 4 days; cloudy cold days with 25 mph winds when it’s in the 40s F, and full brilliant baking sunshine with no wind and it’s in the 90s. Selecting your base-layer for the day is an important decision. It is especially challenging for me, because I am considering the name brand as well… Is this a day that calls for Underarmour?…. no, maybe Smart Wool? … no, maybe it’s a Fruit-of-the-Loom kind of day…
Why this trip now? Part Two.
While I was at Penland School for 5 years in the early 1980s, Peter Adams, a wood resident there, became a true friend and colleague. After his residency, he headed off to Tasmania and over 25 years built an environmentalist and artist retreat along with this studio and site-specific works. He has been back to the states numerous times, but I have never been to see the ongoing and culmination of his life’s work. This is the chance. Emily and I are doing it right and will be there for a 3 week stay before moving on to New Zealand. Peter’s current blog is, Windgrove: Life on the Edge. To see examples from the photo shoot click “Continue Reading” Continue reading a BFF. Truly
The whereabouts of one is unknown, one is forever lost to us, one headed north and became a Snow Queen in Minneapolis, and the other headed off to the rugged coasts of Tasmania. I’ve got to find him. I’ve got my maps. 1984