And the dams that jam this high Greek sandwich of light, time and water? They do not belong to engineering’s history but to art’s. They are not local quotes from East European icons of social advancement. Rather they have such a strong counterpoint language, one that is so extremely different from the scoured geography they occupy, that dams echo sculpture’s action.
The dams render the water ponded above and behind them simple and idle in appearance; and the water below them mostly diminished.
What they protect against is not explicit. It is in the reservoir. Dams at least arrest the abrasion of the water that preceded their construction across ravines.
Utterly indigenous dams; but they are neither native nor colloquial.