Here's a trick. Stand in the middle of Civic Square, Wellington, New Zealand, and watch the body language of surrounding pedestrians. Nine out of ten newcomers to this plaza will look upward, point, and smile. The attraction is called "Ferns", and it shimmers in open space fourteen metres up. This sphere of silvered leaves is at once a symbol of New Zealand, a dream of a perfect ecology, a still point in a turning world, and a masterpiece of public art.
It's also the grandest New Zealand performance yet by this country's premiere sculptural conjuror. Here is an artist who sculpts sky, moulds light, lassoes planets, and builds stairways to heaven from neon and know-how. An artist whose fusion of Pop and Minimalist aesthetics have for two decades graced airspace around the globe. An artist who makes mind into matter and engineering into art. An imagineer, a mechanic of the marvellous, an artist who shakes you awake to the strangeness of seeing.
Click here to follow Dawson through the geometry, the botany, and the nuts-and-bolts of "Ferns".Out in public, remember, you won't need a guide to Dawson's sculpture. Just look for people staring skyward, and smiling.