Saturday, January 5, 2008


Sometimes I make sculpture. Often sewn things (costumes, stuffed animals), but then again sometimes from found objects like this twisted piece of hemlock filled with gold encaustic, then drilled and hung. I think of it as a giant spoon of gold, floating just as its hemlock parent did in a huge curve above the creek in the Catskills. I used all my old circus rigging tools to hang it.

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