The image of children hitting anything in range of their chosen stick congers sounds which echo through my memory and around this evening room. I can hear the poor trees and walls and posts that were on the other end of my swinging branch as a child and I have to think of this week when I was collecting domestic items with 'beater potential'. A hidden world of noises is revealed by such an elemental object in hand. The excitement is encapsulated in that image of children running sticks along fences now consecrated as an icon in collective mind by popular film makers.
Paul Matisse worked with that image in his piece 'The Musical Fence'. Using with the element of time in his sculpture, it perfectly binds with the art of music. Running along the fence/walking the path*, time reveals a composition. (*It's the path that Christian societies speak of and the Dao of ancient Chinese philosophy.) I think Matisse's piece here is interesting because music is made/revealed when humans enact their path of life (Dao), their time and their stick/beater on this inanimate object. 60 metal bars set in concrete reveal music.