Been coming here for about 15 years. The recent changes are wonderful and the Andy Goldsworthy exhibition is truly superb. The boomerang our son lost in a tree when he was about 7 is still here somewhere. I always come away feeling uplifted especially in the unstable climate (in both senses of the word).
Barbara Rose

Sometime in the mid 90s. Bringing a group of (very) special teenagers for our class summer trip out. We brought an old green parachute to make our base camp (we threw it over some big stone blocks and branches). One of the staff had mage a gourmet picnic with wonderful flans, tarts and salads. We had a basket of musical instruments- rattles, African thumb piano, digeridoo, meditation bells and symbols, tambourines etc. We sang, played, hummed, danced, rolled in the grass. We listened to the sap rising up the trees with a stethoscope. We told stories (those who could) and listened (those who could). We had a walk and looked at the sculpture from every angle possible, it must have been the week after a Goldsworthy workshop because we kept finding fragments of leaves sewn together with thorns, which we took back to school for our sketchbook. We all had a wonderful day.
Sellwood Almond

I remember rounding a corner in YSP and being completely taken aback by the huge metal mask by Igor Mitoraj. I had not seen sculpture like that before. Then there was the magnificent, monumental war horse by Emile Bourdelle. As a family we loved him and called him 'Bourdelle'. We visited him to say goodbye on his last day in situ before he was sadly returned to France as funding to keep him here in the UK was not available. We couldn't believe he was to go away. Astonishingly, the following day, we were traveling up the M1 from junction 32 when we saw the amazing sight of the horse being transported on a low loader, strapped on with webbing straps and sacking, with his front leg up; he was sailing away to the channel. There were tears and shouts of 'don't go Bourdelle' from the kids. 'Please don't go' but he did. Our photos of him are now in Canada with our daughter.
Jennifer Nicholson

I remember many times having to run uphill, after Mark Ridgeway (Wakefield Harrier's star distance runner of the 80s/90s) on the path from the bridge in the country park over the lake and up into the woods- after 8 miles out from New Millerdam- he always liked to sprint up there!!
John Wheeler

Three years ago my second visit to the park... I remember a very large Antony Caro piece Sculpitecture. The sight of large sheet metal going red/brown is very seductive, and reminded me of my childhood playing on defences constructed against possible German invasion, on the cliffs of Suffolk.
Robin Tipple

We have made many visits since moving to Sheffield in 1981, these are some of the best: Memorable but austere Bourdelle. Lovely tactile large stone sculptures by Peter Randall Page in '92 (We still have the poster up in our kitchen). Sophie Ryder's delightful exhibition of animals, hugely enjoyable in 1992. Then Igor Mitoraj's beautiful white figures inhabiting the grounds '92/3. Also the Tree and Ground sculptures by Colin Rose, every time we visit we still remember the delight of the shapes up in the great trees. Then Ronald Rae's carved stone animals (2005) especially his magnificent Tyger. Lastly, the Andy Goldsworthy. Interesting ephemera, but can we keep Stacked Oak- we loved it!
Hilda and Alan Wisbey

Geoff in the Gallery told me about the resonant sound effect of the Deer Shelter by James Turrell. During our visit I went to see this wonderful space, and making sure that no one else was around or near the Deer Shelter, I did some Tibetan Overtone Chanting and it sounded remarkable. Overtoning is when we create a drone in our voice and a higher harmony note at the same time. It is a sacred sound from the East and contributes to meditation and contemplation. Thank you for creating the wonderful Sculpture Park.
Mark Vaughan