Like an angel in the works,Found Art is formed by unseen forces.Unnoticed and passed by, such are the anonymous artifacts I have discovered at many a crossroads. In this case I imagine a simple spool of baling wire bounced off the back of a pickup truck and thereafter every vehicle that followed unconsciously collaborated in flattening the sprung spool into a metal sculpture. A work in progress, how long did it lay there as homeless as roadkill being slowly spread apart?By a thousand tires a hundred feet of spiral steel line has been altered beyond usefulness. The warped wire has been violently transformed into a one of a kind piece of found art. Rubber polished and rain rusted it resembles metallic pasta. It's vortex birdnest shape has the movement of high winds like a cast iron tornado...perhaps a warning sign of a great twister looming on the horizon.Just why it was waitng in my path has not been fully revealed but I did recognized it as something extraordinary the moment I came upon it.