20″ x 12″ x 12″
You might think of this sculpture as an image of the saint from Assisi. A bird with a broken wing rests in his hand. The man seems confused. Think of him as any one of us when confronted by suffering. Often we don’t know what to do yet we are uncomfortable if we turn our heads or walk away. This is not St. Francis. It could be any of us when we face a down-and-out person on the street, witness domestic violence, or hear of millions slaughtered in ethnic violence.
12″ x 11″ x 11″
This is Mercedes, a name that means “mercy”. She will cherish whatever is placed on her lap. Her beauty is evident, her feelings intense, and her bearing quiet. The bowl she holds is designed to hold something of particular value.
(made to order, only)
Steel, head and hands ceramic
60” x 35” x 4”
This regal woman is in motion. With her striking turban she presents all who notice her with a golden gift. She is a dramatic yet understated welcoming presence to guests and home owner alike.
(made to order, only)
Steel, (bronze spooks)
23” x 30” x 4”
This piece mirrors the thought of David Brooks; namely, that deep inside we are dual in our nature. “We have a side to our nature that is sinful–selfish, deceiving, and self-deceiving–but we have another side to our nature that is in God’s image, that seeks transcendence and virtue.” Here there are two colors, black and gold. Two circles; one open, the other closed. A gold inner ball radiates through a blackened paisley shape. My hope is to have expressed the beauty of the human condition.
12″ x 4″ x 4″
(Bronze)
Most of us remember our first love. For some, there has been only one love, no second or third. Others have awakened to the gift of another love. This bronzed couple is a reminder of and the goodness of a second love, however and whenever it has come. As the Andrew Lloyd Webber’s popular song has it, “love changes everything.”
Love, love changes everything: how you live and how you die.
Love can make the summer fly, or a night seem like a lifetime.
Yes, love, love changes everything, now I tremble at your name.
Nothing in the world will ever be the same.
18” x 10” x 9”
The day was December 10, 2009 the date on which Barack Obama received the Nobel Peace Prize. His body rests on two rocks. The fingers of his left hand are crossed. His right holds a dove. The mood is somber; the hope is genuine.
26”x 19” x 6”
(ceramic, steel slab base)
(robe highlights painted)
21” high, 17” diameter
My wife’s good friend is a birder. Months ago she sent a carton of bird feed as a gift. It arrived by UPS Ground. There was enough seed to last a year, and then some. Though a gift to my wife, it became my job to keep the feeder filled. Ever since–even though we live in the high desert of the Southwest–our home has become a haven for birds. I do not know if the birds need the feed and water we provide. What I do know is that an artfully made bath is an object that helps both me and the birds to tarry. The images on side of this bath are of two birds held dear by many Native Americans in the Southwest..
12” x 8” x 3”
This reflective man rests on a chair, his cane in hand. His suit and tie suggest formality. The contrast between the fading green of his tie and tree–and the rich brown of the clay–create a feeling of both hope and of passing. The image is one of dignity.
7” x 4” x 2”
Who has not be shocked by their aging hands? We can hide arms and legs with clothing. We can even do something about sagging chins and bulging waistlines. Hands cannot be hidden. During a recent show a little girl walked up to my table, stopped, and then whispered to her mother, “Did you see those ugly hands? Gross.” They left. Her mother glanced toward me and then came back toward the table. “I think you overheard my girl. Remember, she’s young. I actually like them. Even thought of buying them. They remind me of my father’s. They even make me think of the moments my little girl first wrapped her little hands around mine..” Hands remind us of many experiences. They catalogue life.