I once maintained a garden. In it I placed various plants and shrubs, planted trees and arranged stones and earth. I didn't make any of them, nature did, and I bought them at a nursery. I arranged and combined them according to certain unknown and mysterious laws, that they might move a visitor in a particular way. The garden was very interactive, it needed watering, weeding and pruning constantly. It became an outward manifestation of my own inward movement of these unknown and mysterious laws, a collaboration with these unknown and mysterious laws manifested from within the fauna. That garden needed my participation, and I interacted with it and drew from it. Now I am no longer tending the garden it is for sure overgrown with weeds, or cut, and dug up and replaced with a lawn or paved over.
As it is a collector buys art and puts it in a room and looks at it and walks away, and maybe in time replaces it and moves it to storage, or auction.there is nothing else for the collector to do their job is to admire it, and in return there is a sense of pride or achievement in acquiring the work.
I envision not just a piece of art I will make but a genre of art many artist can make, an art that needs the collector, in ways more then powering kinetic art, a co dependent situation between collector and collection, I can envision a limited number of pieces, but it must be a genre of art, by many artist so that collectors can not just build a collection of what they want to see, but what they want to do, that a collection through the rituals of maintaining it, it might become a more sacred place to the collector.
