Last spring when down visiting my parents down at Hagal farm I went for a wander in the gardens as I like to do when I go down there, so many interesting paths and corners to be explored. During my wander I stopped off to have a look to see how the garden piano was doing.
By now it has all but disintegrated, but it still holds a magical charm about it, in fact it was all part of the plan! Perhaps I should explain.
Besides being a passionate gardener, my dad (Fred) is also a passionate piano player, so a few years back we got him a new piano for his birthday. So the old piano spent a wile in the shed before he had the great idea to put it out in the garden. I can almost see one of Bruno Torfs sculptures sitting there playing it when no one is around (The first picture is my photoshopped impression of this)
Tucked away in a inconspicuous corner, the piano creates a entire atmosphere of its own. Slowly over time it began housing plants and wildlife alike, becoming part of the landscape. Although it quickly lost its ability to play any notes, my dad was hoping to wake up one morning to a loud clang, when the piano would finally fall apart, making its final encore.
Unfortunately as I was not there when the piano was moved, I don’t have any photos of this, So the first few photos were taken in 2008 by a guest staying at Hagal farm.
This post has been adapted from Stone Art's Blog post 'Garden Piano'
