Red Demon

1995
20" x 40" x 28" (from memory)
Epoxy fiberglas on welded frame.
Originally one of three sculptures comprising a donation box for Michigan Legacy Art Park
at
Crystal Mountain near Honor, Michigan.
(the other two sculptures are Death and the Earth Goddess)

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"Red Demon" - from "Legacy", a musical tribute to the Park
composed by Marvin Kahn and Ken Vreeland
Kahn- alto clarinet, Vreeland- piano, Dan Pliskow- bass, George Bennet- drums.
 Right Brain Productions, 25201 Greenbrooke, Southfield, MI 48034.
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Below are some expressions by youngsters visiting the sculpture.


I saw the Red Demon.  It was very intimidating.  And kind of seemed to be hidden and stand out at the same time.  I read about the Red Demon in the interpretive field guide, and it said: "Far from a benevolent fairy, this demon is a member of the more frightening family of forest creatures."  Upon closer inspection,. however, I disagreed with this statement.  I thought the Red Demon seemed more like a sea creature  that was an omnivore and you could play with it.  It just seemed to me to be sort of playful.  Still, I thought this conveyed a sense of a child emerging into a harsh, cruel world.  I really liked it . . . .

Tiffany Gonzalez
July 17, 2000
 
 
 
 

PUSH ON

As I walked through the rough path,
the scent of pine fills my nose.
I continue as a devil with eyes so red
glares at me as it crawls out of its fiery prison.

Shall I fear, or shall I push on?
I keep going and I realize that the
creature cannot escape
for the loving yet brutal earth keeps
him bound.

So as I continue, I reach a place where
the echo of voices surround me.
I sit as the clouds go by as I fuel my
body for its tranquil journey.
Shall I stay, or shall I push on?
I get up with the ambition to go,
Which way do I go?

Towards the hike, left,
or towards the journey, right?

Shall I turn back or shall I push on?
I felt the urge of adventure.
Right.

I ran down the path of wood,
my heart beating like a drum.
My blood on fire,
I come to five long fins erected out of
the ground.  The experience dwarfs me.
and I freeze, but I still push on . . . .

Maria Mundoza
July 2000



 
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