Collection:
Human beings are collectors - either by accident if we stay in one place too long or on purpose if we discover a particular passion for something. You may have collected something as a child and you probably noticed that the quality and extent of your collection had to do with your resources and your passion for the process. I collected coins as a kid, carefully going through my father's pocket money and filling blank spaces in my collection books. For some collectors, however, there are no collection books to guide acquisitions. The scope and depth of their collecting is driven by much deeper things, as is the case with Robyn and John Horn.
Stone Pillars
Robyn and John Horn, live on an acreage called Cedar Glen west of Little Rock. After passing through their gate, you drive through a broad meadow and then enter the glen of cedars that gave the property its name. The cedars alternately close in tall and tight on the road, then move back to provide an expansive view. There are large sculptural objects at a distance and others framed close at hand. Whether you have driven this road one time or a hundred you pause frequently to reflect. Next you cross a bridge and come to a fork in the road, marked by two stone pillars, joined at the top by a freeform arch. If you turn one way, the road leads through more fields, past a vegetable garden and various large sculptures, up the face of an earthen dam and to the Horn's home built on the shore of a lake. If you had turned the other way, the road would have taken you winding up through the woods to a large metal building. Back at the fork, the arch at the top of the stone pillars is symbolic. It joins things that might seem divergent, into something unifiedÉ the lives of John and Robyn, their forces brought into a cooperative whole, larger and more meaningful, and also the joining of two forces in human life, to have, and the other more primal, to make.
