Cloudstone revealed at last!

 

By Tracy Powell

Remember Hank Nelson? He used to be the supplier of power on the field of Camp Brotherhood. For many years, Hank fed the compressor, kicked the balky generators, scrounged up the last hose and fitting and extension cord, and kept our symposium roaring like the well-oiled machine we all have come to expect. And once in a great while he would disappear into his own carving station, with water and noise flying, and turn the hardest stones into provocative little knots and puzzles. And how Hank could put away the meals!

In case you haven’t noticed, Hank has been absent for a few years, only popping in on rare occasions just to make sure we were all still here. And what has he been up to?

Cloudstone Sculpture Park. You gotta go see it. It’s over on South Whidbey, on a hill above Mutiny Bay. On September 26, in conjunction with the Whidbey Island Artists Studio Tour and Enso House, Hank opened his new gallery, and invited a couple hundred of his closest friends to tour the Park. The display of bronzes in the gallery is sensational, the cast iron pieces fantastic, the food was wonderful, served on 5 ton granite tables, and the band was a delight, but a little difficult to focus on. Walking around the Park with several groups of visitors, including Hank’s son and daughter and their families, all I could hear were oohs and aahs. Everyone was astounded at the size of the red granite sculptures, half a dozen of them - ten tons and more each.

As Kirk Mc Lean observed, Hank has found his proper scale. And not size alone, the complexity, the engineering, the vision. Giant steel constructions reach for the sky. Some of the earthworks are huge cones of cobbles, with spiraling settings of larger stones, and capped with gray granite sculptures, standing and reclining. These are one and two ton pieces, but are dwarfed by their settings. There are canyons carved in the ground, scaped with steel and concrete rubble, like apocalyptic visions you can walk through, if you dare. We were all dumbfounded and overwhelmed. Our old buddy Hank Nelson is creating a marvel to rival any sculpture park anywhere. Uniquely inspiring, Hank’s work is beyond what most of us ever hope for, in power, intensity, and presence.  It must be seen and touched, and walked in to be believed. By all means, get out to Whidbey and have a look. You will be amazed!