My little dog gargoyle was in a show recently at the JAM Gallery in Malvern. This little boy has been yearning for a forever home and he found one.
Thanks JAM for the sale!

My little dog gargoyle was in a show recently at the JAM Gallery in Malvern. This little boy has been yearning for a forever home and he found one.
Thanks JAM for the sale!

I have this lens that a dear (but sadly departed) friend sold me many years ago. It’s a Sigma zoom 28-300mm and it was my favorite lens. And then it broke. No more zoom. So, this many years later, frustrated by not being able to zoom and wanting to get close to the things in my yard, I impulsively bought another lens. This one is a Sigma 70-300mm. It’s a relatively cheap lens as lenses go, not as versatile as my poor broken one, but I think it will serve my purpose. I’m not a “photographer” by any means and I barely know what I’m doing (never quite getting the whole f-stop thing). I just like to take pictures.
So, without further ado, here’s some test pictures with the new lens of stuff growing in my yard.
Cherry blossoms in the gully.
Variegated Solomon’s Seal among the Pachysandra.
A tangle of violets taking over the side bed in the back yard.
Some chickweed in pots on the deck.
And of course, the lovely potted Elder sending out her leaves.
And, the stately but thorny Devil’s Walking Stick (there are several varying in height from about 3 ft. to possibly over 10 ft. I can’t tell. I’m too short.
And here, for no other reason than to show the world that even though these guys owe their very existence to me (I did sculpt them, afterall), it doesn’t stop them from judging me. *sigh*
Incredibly, the Lion Gargoyle has found a new home. He left me today for life with a fabulous family who live in the wilds of Phoenixville. I find it very fitting that gargoyles live in Phoenixville.
Thank you, Jean and Michael!
I was doing a little casual research looking for more ideas for my Unlikely Gargoyle sculpture series and came across this wonderful image on what I think is a cathedral in Switzerland of a dragon with a cocks head. I showed it to Brni and he said, “Oh, a Cockatrice!” A Cockawhat?
Apparently, this is a mythical beast with the head of a cock and the body of a two-legged dragon. The Cockatrice is able to petrify anyone with just a glance. The only creature immune to this fierce beast’s glare is the weasel.
hmmm…
It appears I must do a Cockatrice as my next Unlikely Gargoyle. And then after that, I just might do that weasel.
a humble start…
Finishing a sculpture is more than a good feeling. It’s kind of like the day after you give birth and you have to keep staring at the results. And sometimes poking the baby to make sure s/he’s still breathing.
With sculpture, you have to know when to stop poking it. With kids, you can continue to poke them till they start poking you back.
anyway…
I think this one might just be done.
they are just frogs.
Made reasonable progress on the little frog gargoyle today. Next week I’ll hollow him out (which consists of slicing him in two, scooping out the innards and then smooshing him back together. Sculpture is not a gentle art form. After that he’ll get his gargoyle wings, maybe fangs or a horn and some details on his skin.
but…
Everybody at the studio wants me to leave him as an ordinary frog. They said, make a different frog into a gargoyle.
argh.
Doing a series of unlikely gargoyles is going to be more difficult than I thought.
Here’s froggy so far…

