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dog gargoyle found a home

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!

Dog Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Dog Gargoyle


not that wolverine…

The Wolverine, Gulo gulo, lives in the most severe climate in the far reaches of the northern hemisphere. The largest member of the weasel family, looking more like a bear than a weasel, she lives a mostly solitary life. Fierce, stocky and strong, she can bring down prey much larger than herself but due to the harsh climate, the wolverine will partake of most anything she can come by from Elk to rabbits, mice, carrion, roots and berries. Of course, this makes her terribly misunderstood and maligned as noted by the name we’ve given her: Gulo, latin for glutton.

Wolverines need a large territory in which to hunt and mate and are not willing to share with others. A lucky male will usually form lifelong bonds with a few females, whom he will visit from time to time, mating and hanging out with the young until they are weaned. Sometimes the young will go traveling with Dad when they get older until they settle in their own territories.

Highly endangered through hunting, trapping, climate change and shrinking habitat, the numbers worldwide are not known but according to Defenders of Wildlife there are approximately 250-300 individuals in the contiguous United States.

I’ve been fascinated by this animal for many years though I’ve not attempted to draw, paint or sculpt her until recently. This newest sculpture took me a long time but then it takes time to get to know this beautiful, misunderstood creature.

Wolverine by Linda Saboe

Wolverine by Linda Saboe

Here’s a closeup of the face. Everything about the Wolverine is sort of solid and square.

Wolverine (detail) by Linda Saboe

Wolverine (detail) by Linda Saboe

Here also, the charcoal drawing I did a while ago.

Woverine Watches by Linda Saboe

Woverine Watches by Linda Saboe. Charcoal, 12″x14″.
Resource photos: Dreamstime/Dennis Jacobsen and Dreamstime/Vladislav Jirousek.

 


this did not go as planned

so okay…
I wrote a whole post, added pictures and everything and just before I was gonna hit publish, terrible things happened and I lost it. I can’t bring myself to write it all over again but I will post the pictures.  So just pretend you read an informative and witty post while you look at the pictures.
*sigh*

Here are a couple small watercolors I did of crows.

Crow Shine by Linda Saboe

Crow Shine, watercolor

Crow with Orange Disk by Linda Saboe

Crow with Orange Disk, watercolor

I’ve also been obsessing over Wood Storks.  They have this lovely white and black plumage topped by bald, prehistoric faces screaming for moisturizer. They make me want to do a whole series of large, gangly water birds.

Wood Stork by Linda Saboe

Wood Stork, watercolor

Wood Stork by Linda Saboe

Wood Stork, pencil

Lastly, I’ve done several sculptures but these are the two that are not disappointing.

The Red Fox is finished but the Wolverine is still in progress. The sculpting part is done but he needs to dry thoroughly and will probably not get into the kiln until September.

Red Fox by Linda Saboe

Red Fox, ceramic sculpture

Red Fox by Linda Saboe

Red Fox, ceramic sculpture, detail.

Wolverine, in progress by Linda Saboe

Wolverine, sculpture in progress

Wolverine, in progress by Linda Saboe

Wolverine, detail


time flies for no reason i can fathom

Honestly? Three months since I put anything up? Appears I have a bit of catching up to do.

Since Poor ol’ Punkinhead made his appearance around Halloween, I’ve finished up a few sculptures. The Chameleon came out very satisfying, was in a show and sold the first night! Go lil’ lizard! Here he is.

Jackson's Chameleon

Jackson’s Chameleon

There’s a couple new sculpts that were fun to do — visual puns of sorts.

Sheep in Wolf's Clothing

Sheep in Wolf’s Clothing

Tortoise and Hare

Tortoise and Hare

Also managed to do a few illustrations, one of which I kinda like. This was for a story, “Bookends” by Michael Wehunt,  which appeared in The Journal of Unlikely Entomology, Unlikely Story, Issue 10.

Cicada Lullaby

Cicada Lullaby

 


chameleon in progress (and i need a new camera)

The chameleon I’ve been working on is just about done. Some finessing will happen as it dries, but the sculpting part is done. I’m kinda pleased how he turned out but I am not so pleased with the pictures. My beloved Pentax K10D is dying. I can barely get it to focus and the noise levels are crazy even in good light and itty bitty ISO.

but i have no money for a new one so i’m sad

anyway…

Here’s my not so wonderful picts of the chameleon. If he makes it through the fire and somebody loves him and buys him, I’ll get a new camera. 

chameleon

chameleon

chameleon

chameleon facing the other way


better pics of poor fillipe

Found better pics of poor Fillipe. He was embarrassed by the ones I put up before. I hope he forgives me now.

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

 

 

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

 

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and his Fly by Linda Saboe

 


fillipe the frog and his fly

My huzband showed the security guard where he sometimes works a picture of my (then) unfinished frog sculpture. She immediately named him Phillipe. I don’t know why.

Here he is, all done with his colorful patina. I changed his name to Fillipe because well, he’s a frog and preferred to have his name spelled with an f.

Two views below…not the best phone photo. sorry.

Fillipe the Frog and His Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and His Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and His Fly by Linda Saboe

Fillipe the Frog and His Fly by Linda Saboe


cock has wings

The Cockatrice is almost done…hollowed him out last week and yesterday, he finally sprouted his wings. He’ll be flying off soon to stare evil people down and turn them to stone.

Here’s two quick view…

cock has wings

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

cock has wings

 


cockatrice gets a weasel

I should be farther along with this sculpt than I am, but last week the back went so I didn’t get to the studio. But today there is progress! The cockatrice now has a weasel, which is the only beast immune to the cocks stoney stare.


Cockatrice in progress with weasel

Alas, he still has no wings.

Cockatrice in progress-no wings yet

But there will be dead things.

Cockatrice in progress with dead things


lion gargoyle has a new home

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!

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

 

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Lion Gargoyle by Linda Saboe


a cockatrice

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…

cockatrice in progress

cockatrice in progress


unlikely gargoyles – a squirrel in time for spring

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.

Squirrel Garboyle by Linda Saboe

Squirrel Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Squirrel Gargoyle by Linda Saboe

Squirrel Gargoyle by Linda Saboe


i coulda been a gargoyle

The frog sculpt’s destiny as a gargoyle was thwarted by everyone at the studio who bemoaned that it was too much a frog to be a gargoyle and that I should make a different gargoyle frog. I proved too weak to fight and succumbed to artsy pressure. So now, the frog who could have been a gargoyle is just a frog drying and waiting to be fired. *sigh* 

frog drying

frog drying

frog drying

frog drying

frog drying


before frogs become gargoyles

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…

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress

frog (soon to be gargoyle) in progress


patinas-a-go-go

So things get away from me sometimes and tend to bunch up. Which means I now have a rather large group of sculptures waiting to be finished. They’re all fired, some have the start of patinas, others are bare and probably embarrassed to be photographed.

sculptures waiting

patinas in progress

The poor gnome on the left has been waiting for almost two years for attention, and the abstract forms may be plotting rebellion. But the lion, even though youngest of the group, is just about done. The other gargoyle will be next in line as there is a show being planned featuring gargoyles, so he must be ready.

Sorry, gnome.


a series of unlikely gargoyles

I’ve decided to do more gargoyles. I’ve been making animal gargoyles for a while now but without any real direction or thought to a cohesive style or theme — basically, I’ve just been having fun turning animals into gargoyles.

Last month I started doing a squirrel gargoyle, which is now waiting to be fired. At the same time I was working on the squirrel, I was also working on issue 8 of Unlikely Story as well as thinking about how to update my website to a more active way of showcasing my art and maybe getting a little business (art is expensive to make and I’m running out of surfaces to place all the sculpts, so um — I need to make some sales so my house doesn’t look like a hoarder lives in it).

So today I started a new critter — a frog gargoyle. Here’s the progress in pictures thus far.

frog gargoyle in progress
Here’s a couple more angles.

frog gargoyle in progress

frog gargoyle in progress

It’s a bit hard to see, but the frog has a fly in his grasp.

frog gargoyle in progress

damn damn damages – or – art show woes.

I recently had a piece in a show at my local art center where I’ve been a member for several years. The show was kinda special in that (some of) the proceeds were to benefit a local animal rescue. I sculpted my dog, Loki. Worked hard on the little piece and my work earned an “Honorable Mention” at the show, where a fun time was had by all. Here’s a look at my girl…

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So come time to pick her up from the center and nobody can locate her. I went on down to the studio figuring they’d find her and let me know. What ensued was bizarre and troubling. Here’s what happened:

When they broke down the show, my sculpture was mistakenly sent to another artist living somewhere in Montana or Michigan (the location is unclear but distant).

She was packed poorly and damaged during shipping. Here is what they did:

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Loki was sent back to the center in a too small box and given back to me. The center’s executive director promised they would reimburse me for damages but later, reneged. If I wanted to be reimbursed the value (minus 40%), I would have to give them my sculpture for disposal. Really? If I wanted to keep her, I get nothing. So, you take my artwork, ship it out of state, break it, and then tell me I must resign it to the trash heap?

bleh.

I was told that this is the same as if she’d sold.
It’s not.

It was mentioned that I was very fond of it and didn’t want it to sell anyway.
Irrelevant.

They then offered me 30% of the value and I could keep my artwork because they felt sorry for me, but would be changing their liability policy so that if anyone failed to pick up their work on the last day of the show, they would not be covered. Yeah, that’s right. I’m a member. I work in the studio downstairs. I pay dues. I had the flu on pickup day and you can’t hold her or put her on my shelf? This somehow caused you to allow a moron to handle artwork and ship it willy nilly wherever? And blaming the artist will make it all better?
I say, fuck you, art center.

Basically, where it stands is here. I want to continue working with my sculpture guru and the great group of super talented sculptors, so I will take your paltry 30%, continue working in the studio, but that will be the extent of my involvement or support of the art center. I will never participate in shows, exhibitions or events again. I mean really…who would want to entrust their hard work in the hands of people who don’t understand or appreciate art?

Art is not just a commodity. Art is not something you toss out in the dust bin.

Art is blood, sweat, tears, love, hate, beauty and joy to the world and anybody that doesn’t understand that is a bloody moron and not to be trusted.
Ever.

Here’s my sculpture, “Waiting to Play,” repaired but not the same. I used epoxy to put her back together then filled in the cracks with Bondo (the stuff they use in body shops), built up and modeled the crushed foot, then matched up the patina. She not perfect and can’t be sold or exhibited,  but at least she’s resting comfortably at home.

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Havana cat gargoyle

This little gargoyle sculpture was commissioned by a friend who raises Havana cats, which are these amazingly lean, long-legged cats with rich brown coats and striking green eyes. I hope I did them justice.

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Loki and her ball

Loki has a favorite ball. It’s a red ball that flashes light when it is moved, jostled, or nudged. My cousin, Donna gave her this ball many years ago — at least 8 or so. We’re all amazed that the flashy thing inside still works.

Loki doesn’t really like playing fetch. She has her own way of playing ball. She gets the ball of choice, runs up to the human she has decided needs her attention, and growls menacingly. This is her invitation to the human to try and get the ball. As you go to take it from her, the pitch and volume of her growl grows and she does her best imitation of an attack monster-dog defending her young. If you back off or try to ignore her, she will continue to close in, eventually nudging your hand or dropping the ball in your lap while continuing to growl with gusto, as if to say, “stupid human, you are supposed to grasp the ball with your hand and pull on it while it’s in my mouth. Hasn’t anyone taught you how to play?”

Sometimes she will go to a spot in the room or out on the deck with the ball or other toy in her mouth, sit facing the humans with the hope that they will notice she wants to play. If they fail to notice after a certain amount of time (say, a few minutes), she will drop the ball with a sigh and stare at you with the saddest look I’ve ever seen on the face of a most well-loved dog.

So, I sculpted Loki waiting with her ball. She’s done in red, outdoor sculpture clay with a pigmented wax patina. It doesn’t do her justice.

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I’ve entered her in a juried art show and I really hope she gets in. I also hope to get up some better photos of the piece to put up on Flickr and my website. But for now, here’s Loki, waiting to play.

Another view plus a detail of the head below.
Waiting to Play

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Cherry Picker

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Finishing the crow yesterday made me realize how much I want to concentrate on ceramic sculpture at this time.

I’ve experimented lately with oil clay as a temporary medium for later casting. I enjoy working in oil clay but it is so expensive to have molds made and casting into a permanent material — well, it’s simply not feasible for me.

I also tried carving in stone and really really like it, but again, there are problems for me. My hands can’t take it. The arthritis in my thumbs is simply not amused by all the pounding and bashing. Workspace is a big issue with all the shards and dust stone carving creates. I’d have to work in the driveway, which is thoroughly unappealing to me (wishing for that garage or studio–someday). And it takes forever! I don’t think I’ll live long enough to do more than a couple pieces.

And anyway, I love the feel of earthen clay. It’s cool, pliable, grounding and quirky.

So, as soon as my current obligations are met, I will not be taking on any more illustration work and will concentrate on experimenting with ceramic sculpture and developing a strong body of work.

and well…. I just like playing in the mud.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.

Ceramic clay, black iron oxide wash finished with pigmented wax patina.


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