There’s something oddly mesmerizing about seeing a pile of old cars painted grey and carefully arranged into a faithful reproduction of Stonehenge. That a family did it to honor their patriarch makes it even better.
I’m pretty sure my family owned more than a few of these car models back in the day. I’m also sure that if I suggested to my family that we do this to honor my late, car-obsessed dad, the answer would be a very quick round of nays.
But the Reindars were no ordinary family. Jim Reindar, the artist and ringleader of this place, designed the installation and then, during the summer of 1987, the family came together and made it real, complete with “champagne, poetry, songs and a play written by the family” at the dedication. I salute the Reindars for making a unique and lasting memorial. It might be a little over the top, but it is beautiful in its own crazy way.
This last image is called The Fourd Seasons, and represents wheat in Nebraska: planting, growing, matured, and then the barren field in winter. An artist’s gotta do what an artist’s gotta do…
There is a very short distance between high art and trash, and trash that contains an element of craziness is by this very quality nearer to art.