I surpassed the 800th mouth last week. Don't know what I'm talking about? Go back to this post for some vague answers. That project aside, I've been working on a group of sculptures which I am calling "History Lessons". More pictures to come of them but, I don't want to give them away at this … Continue reading Pieces falling into place… pieces falling.
The weeks are already starting to fly by. Sometimes I let myself sleep in and arrive at the studio around 9am. Often, though, I will look up to find it is 11pm and I have to leave the studio in a disastrous state until the next day. Parts of my processes are very organized and … Continue reading Duality
Of course I am getting lots of work done, but I am working alone most of the time. Many of my studio mates are recent graduates and summer feels like vacation time still. I do go a bit stir crazy here in the boonies. I take meals by myself, work by myself in the studio … Continue reading Respite, Part 2 and working in solitude
Everyone needs a break and, honestly, it can be quite lonely here. The other residents are fairly local and have social lives in Virginia. We did go out for dinner last week as a group which was great...a little place called the Fishin' Pig. This weekend I decided to head to Fredericksburg to visit family … Continue reading Respite
Project 1-I wasn't really sure what to start, so I turned to an image that had resonated with me recently. I made these castings of my mouth for the last show I had in Portland. Since I have the molds with me, I started casting mouths. Then I made more molds and set a goal … Continue reading A busy first week
I start every day with Joe, today it was Joe Geil, the Cub Creek Studio manager. He shared some tips for how to test the clay bodies I had been digging on the trip. The method is called a button test. A small piece of the material is placed in a shallow bowl, just in … Continue reading Full brain, tired brain.
Many people who know me have heard about the old fence. The home I grew up in and identify as my formative home was demolished many years ago to make way for a road. Visiting home over the course of a few years, I saw the transition. Something I find bittersweet about the whole thing … Continue reading Digging at the old fence