1958. I had returned to New York after making the UNESCO gardens, with the usual mixture of elation and depression. Returning I was always struck by the contrasts of America, Japan, and the rest of the world; the difference in materiality, or should one say, the concepts of reality…
Sculpture in the traditional sense, is, by definition, something with built-in values of permanence, ‘forever beautiful,’ something of shape and material and that ‘defy time.’ But then there is the other reality of the evanescent new—that truth born of the moment…
Now back in New York after nearly two years of work on the UNESCO garden, I was acutely conscious of these disparities, and of the need to associate myself with the new reality, being born without me. After all, New York was my reality, the surroundings familiar, the materials available common to my living. It seemed absurd to me to be working with rocks and stones in New York, where walls of glass and steel are our horizon, and our landscape is that of boxes piled high in the air.
It is clear why so many sculptors have turned to the welding torch and the scrap heap. The effect of wreckage ties it to time continuity, welding reincarnates it as a creation. And yet, should not a new creation have its own unborrowed virtue? The new materials remake the world. We live in a tensile world of space. It is one of molecular structure and sub-atomic particles. It is the world of the airplane, of speed—my world.
In this perplexed frame of mind I visited Edison Price, my friend who manufactures lighting equipment, and looking at his machine tools for the handling of light metals, considered the use of such means for sculpture. This would bring me in contact with that industrial apparatus which is the real America.
After some experiments, I asked the Aluminum Company of America to supply me with the necessary sheet aluminum and, thus armed, set to work. Shoji Sadao, who had been Buckminster Fuller’s assistant, became my invaluable helper.
What I wanted was a timely and weightless way of expression. With Edison’s help we devised a way to bend the thin metal so that the corners came out sharp to give an appearance of solidity (besides giving stiffness to an otherwise too flimsy surface). By way of self-imposed limitation I insisted on deriving each sculpture from a single sheet of metal—a unity, I thought, was achieved thereby. We impose our own rules of value. I wanted to deny weight and substance.
Isamu Noguchi, Isamu Noguchi: A Sculptor’s World (New York: Harper & Row, 1968), 35.