Onceortwice a month, theprivateartcollectionatGibbsFarminNewZealandopensuptothepublic.
Theticketsarefree, buttheygoveryquickly.
Thearthereinthiscollectionisn't justpaintingson a wall: it's landart, madebymovingvastamountsofsoilandearth, orit's sculptureon a scaleseenonlyin a fewplacesintheworld.
Andthemostfamouspieceinthecollectionisthis: Horizons, byNeilDawson. Fifteenmeterswide, theheightof a four-storybuilding.
Dependingonwhoyouask, iteitherresembles a pieceofcorrugatedironblowninfrom a distantfarm... or a giantpapertissuethat's beenthrownaway.
Anditlookslike a cartoonthat's beensketchedonthelandscape, butit's madeofweldedsteel.
And I thinkthethingthatsellstheopticalillusionbestisthatlittlespike, thatlittleincompletefold.
Whichis, yeah, actually a bigspikeofmetal, butfrom a distance, yourbrainjustdoesn't seethat.