The anonymous artist whose creative touch turns found rock into strange and improbable sculptures is back on the west side of the park — or maybe never left. Of course, anyone can pile rock on rock, and hikers sometimes stack rocks as bread crumbs to mark their passage, but this is clearly different. There’s artistic intent, a crafty eye, and a delicate touch at work. Jagged, odd-shaped pieces balance on others and become a Gestalt that evokes people we know. All this is done while no one is watching. The artist maintains his or her secrecy like Banksy. But, more raw in humility than Banksy, the rock whisperer chooses a medium that will never be enshrined in museums or monetized. We park visitors are privileged to be the audience for this creative spirit.
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