Posts Categorized: Bronze Sculptures

Making a Hard Decision

Making the decision was the hardest part. Implementing it was easier. An old friend came to visit and as soon as he saw my sculptures in the garage, he said, “Let’s put them in storage right now. They don’t belong in your house. They are weighing you down and they don’t reflect who you are… Read more »

Art – Keep It or Throw it Out

Monday Morning Anywhere

I remember when I threw out a sculpture that I had made. It was a six foot by eight foot canvas with five silhouettes of women made out of latex painted on tree trunks. I painted about twenty coats of liquid latex on top of each other in the shape of women. Whether it was… Read more »

Righting My Writing

Jelly Beanstalk

Creating seven zany, playful sculptures was the inspiration for me to write children’s books.  It was a spontaneous course that emerged from my fingers immersed in clay with no direction except the desire to laugh.  The seven sculptures became The Woochibies, a group of characters in stories that I was going to write about a… Read more »

I Made It; I Threw It Away

Monday Morning Anywhere

I did something extraordinary today. I threw out one of my pieces. Done. Tossed into the garbage. It was a six-foot by eight-foot canvas covered in black felt. There were five silhouette figures of women on it and a real umbrella attached to one of them. Each figure was created by painting 20 coats of… Read more »

Sculptures Moving Up

As I write this, I hear hammering and music blasting from a radio, sawdust suspended in the air and 2 X 4’s crudely stacked on the garage floor. What is happening? My sculptures are getting a new home. Formerly stuffed away in an unfinished section of the basement with a concrete floor, dangling wires and… Read more »

The Sculpture Without a Title

Untitled II

I wanted to create a sculpture that showed a woman throwing away her cares…heaving weighty demands and expectations into the ethos disintegrating them once and for all. Hallelujah! But, there was one small problem. She hadn’t looked at those cares or identified them or transformed them into discardable pieces. The sculpture was missing the first… Read more »