Lost in a Forest of Trees Made of Scraps of Tree.

Near the city center we came across this odd and enormous sculpture. I don't know the artist or the intent (if you know please comment). I don't know the name, although "Termite Heaven" seems appropriate.

It seems to me some sort of recursive environmental statement. Like we are re-making nature from our processing of parts of nature itself. Like "our manufactures are the new nature". If so, then match sticks or popsicle stick shapes would perhaps be more poignant here, but I still like this thing just because it's large and peculiar and makes you wonder if this is where all the birds from the Cuckoo clocks are caught.


Follow up: After mercurial's comments, I went back to the site and snapped this pic:

So if you're the kind of person that other people tend to try to set on fire, you might consider wearing some of this stuff.