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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.


crows in trees

One afternoon last fall I took some pictures of a crow who lives on my street and then promptly forgot all about them. I found them today while I was poking around my files. They are by no means good photos, not having a decent lens for distance, but I like them all the same.

This one looked nice in black & white.
crow TV

I took a lot of this one harvesting cherries in the big cherry tree in my gully. These are the only ones that even came close to turning out ok. I need a bigger, faster lens sooooooo bad.

crow in cherry tree

crow in cherry tree

after she finished eating, she cleaned off her beak on a branch. how i wish i could have gotten closer.
crow grooming


waiting for the weather

Yesterday was hot and windy while we waited for hurricane Hannah to move closer. A couple gutter guards blew off the roof. I moved plants, bird feeders and anything that could become a projectile off the deck, pinning them down safely under the porch, while Brni fixed things up on the roof.

Loki woke up around 4 AM asking to go out. I had expected her to rush down to pee, but instead she slowly walked out the back stopping and sniffing the entire perimeter of the deck, then went down to inspect the backyard. The sky was gray and overcast, but strangely brighter than it should have been. I waited, tapping out the rhythm to an old 50s rock and roll song that has been plaguing my head for days now. Finally, I whistled her in. I mean, it’s after 4 AM and I want to go back to bed. She got up again around 7. Brni’s turn.

Up at 9, sipping coffee, I went out to get the paper. The sky is still a uniform gray and the air is deadly still and full of water, though it’s not raining. Four crows are sitting on the dead branches of a maple across the street. The youngest crow is nervously complaining about the coming storm. I understand. Waiting for weather has gotten to everyone it seems.


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