Red Rocks 1974

Editor: So, this is "Red Rocks" by Menashe Kadishman. It looks like a photograph of some rocks with bold red geometric shapes over it. It's kind of stark and imposing, almost like looking at a landscape through a viewfinder. What do you make of it? Curator: You know, it strikes me as a visual poem about memory and place. Kadishman, with that assertive red, isn't just depicting rocks; he's punctuating the landscape, maybe even censoring it, or perhaps, highlighting what we choose to see or remember. What is being revealed, and what is being obscured? Editor: That's interesting. I hadn't thought about the idea of censoring. Curator: The red could be a raw emotion, an interruption, or even a marker of sacred ground. It's like the land is screaming out, and Kadishman is translating. Editor: It definitely gives me something to think about regarding landscape and memory. Curator: Absolutely. It invites us to contemplate our connection to the earth.