Metaphor: The Tree of Utah....what?
|I-80 mile marker 26|
Dedicated in 1986 by a Swedish artist with the inscription; "A hymn to our universe whose glory and dimension is beyond all myth and imagination".
What the what? I have no idea what an 87 foot concrete tennis ball tree has to do with myth and imagination but then again, I'm not Swedish. Although, once I did tour a Swedish Navy ship and those were some of the best looking people I have ever seen. They were all clean and shiny and milky looking.
This landscape is beautiful without the Ball Tree, I think. It's stark, endless, surreal. One hundred miles west of the mountains of Salt Lake City and all of sudden you're in the middle of this great expanse of sky and flatness.
I wouldn't want to live on the great salt flats. But sometimes I think beauty is where we find it, how we find it.
I just love looking into the distance on the highway. I feel like Wile E Coyote. Anything's possible!
|Great Salt Lake Desert|
The art could be worse, I guess. It could have been Freddy Krueger hands in Iowa.
|The Great Salt Lake.|
This is where Sea Monkeys come from.