so and not be a poet myself and i have no real way to convey the beauty and simplicity of this documentary . the effortless motion of goldsworthy and a he mold nature beauty into his own work be captivate . watch him stick reed together in a web hang from a tree in a close up for a few minute while he speak of his work and and then receive the payoff when the camera cut to the wide shot . be amaze by the ease with which he operate and then realize the futility when a slight breeze knock down the entire web . the genius of goldsworthy seemingly know no bound a his inspiration be nature itself . it be in the essential change of nature where his work and though complete in it own sphere and be make whole .