The landscape plays tricks with scale. Grand artworks become dwarfed by distance and magnitude of the surrounding environment. This artwork disappears into its surroundings despite the fact that it's presence occupies 1mi x 1km. Likewise, when standing between these poles I feel incredibly small. Small in comparison to the twenty foot tall pillars, in comparison to the expansive plane surrounding me. I found comfort in this diminutive gesture of the environment. The existentialist in me likes to be reminded of my position in the universe.