Posts Categorized: Sculptures

Get Down and Dirty

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“Maximize what you have instead of waiting to meet someone who sees what you have. Entrusting other people to give you something that you ought to give yourself is giving away your power. Know who you are and maximize what you have and you will be less hungry for others to see you because you… Read more »

A Woman’s Voice

Just Lookin’ for my Missing Voice Close Up

It was surprising even to me!  In abstracting the female figure, I realized that several sculptures that I had made over the years had just a hint of a mouth, a mound where it would be but no distinctly formed lips.  What was THAT about?  Where was the place for my voice to enhance the… Read more »

Pikkels and Pikkelson

Oooops!!!  I almost forgot to mention that the Woochibies have two cousins, “Pikkels” and “Pikkelson, the Second Generation”.  In case you haven’t guessed, Pikkelson is the son of Pikkels. They live far away in another forest, so when they come for a visit it is a BIG TO DO!  There are preparations for food and… Read more »



Who isn’t charmed by a curious, impish, little boy sporting a baseball cap of oak leaves?  Spike has come through with the naive energy of a child in awe of the workings of the forest.  With a body of leaves, twigs and acorn eyes, Spike is the quintessential product of a living organism. Spike is… Read more »

Who Is Barkabus?


I’ve asked myself that question many times. Who is Barkabus? His true nature at times eludes me. Maybe my not being able to pinpoint his fundamental character is part of his mystique. Created from a slab of clay that I pressed into a tree trunk for the texture and impression, his body is truly of… Read more »

Brooke in the Flow

The cool stream flows over her toes.  A trickle, a rumble and her stones readjust, allowing her to settle into the flow of the stream that day.  Brooke, formed from the movement of water, the most powerful and gentle of elements, is truly a product of nature and her ever changing moods. Brooke, the fifth… Read more »

The Sun Shines on Miss Ivy Rose

There is the rustle of leaves as she sashays onto center stage.  Gown in place, chin tipped toward the horizon, Miss Ivy Rose calmly waits for the sun to rise.  When the warm rays reach her rose heart, Ivy tilts her head back and belts out her first “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!” of the day, signaling morning to… Read more »

Jelly Beanstalk Has Entered the Room!

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Lookout!  Here comes Jelly Beanstalk!  She is sassy and full of attitude.  “Whatever!?!” as she would say.  With any of her many flailing hands on her hips, Jellybean is a force to be reckoned with. While she is emotional, unreasonable and flies off the handle at the slightest provocation, she speaks up for herself and… Read more »