Ceramic with rusted toys
25 x 9 x 11
Exploring who are and why we are here and where we are going is rooted in understanding what we were and how it makes us into the people we become.
Precariously perched upon the thoughts of a distant past
Ceramic, branches and wire
86 x 48 x 34
Hope comes with wings made not for actual fight, but rather a lifting of the spirit to land at a safe distance.
Bearing the accumulated weight of memory
Ceramic with rusted toy
76 x 17 x 21
Digging in the backyard dirt of the past. Weighed down with mixed memories and buried truths.
Ceramic, wire, branches with rusted objects
50 x 17 x 24
The figure is weighed down and entangled in detritus of the past that is evidence of suffering that leads to renewal.
Excavating the present
23 x 12 x 18
A toy machine penetrates the spine of the figure, creating a life of pain and limitations.
(my neck vertebrae C-7 was fractured in 1979)
Loquat dreams of dark metallic seeds
Ceramic with loquat branches
73 x 46 x 25
A few shorts weeks each April, the loquat trees were a special place for a child to hide in and enjoy the sweet, sticky fruit with large dark seeds.
The recollection of fragmented remains, shielded by decay
Ceramic on rusted steel
When we uncover who we are, it comes in bits and pieces of what we are made of, thus the fragments of skeletal remains hint at what the whole was and can be.
Bonded with ancestral strength
Ceramic, wire and found object
27 x 14 x 15
Connecting to the core of one’s past, linking to the ancient, archaic need for humanity’s redemption.
Gently and slowly rising
Ceramic, steel & wire
60 x 53 x 8
The steel and barbed wire of our cages, when transformed into wings, becomes that which lifts us above the suffering and into a life of vital transcendence.
Rooted in an ever ascending spiral
Ceramic and wood
69 x 16 x 26
Locked into the strengths of the earth and family, we ascend into an ever increasing view of the grandeur of the fullness of living.
Dropped like a stone on my still living breast
Ceramic and wire
53 x 13 x 16
“The heaviness of a life lived in the limitations of these bodies can feel like a stone bearing us down under the load.”
Darkness follows twilight
22 x 12 x 3
The inevitable flow of natural patterns speaking of life essence.