making art

why must I take art

art is not something you take
it is something you give

I can only draw stick figures

fire begins
with simple sticks

none of my sculptures look right

you’re in good company
now-put all your wrongs together

and make art

The words are a riff from a piece I wrote back in 2014.
The unfinished sculpture images shown above – my latest work
His name is Abraham GS Bardo (name inspired after the prolific author George Saunders)
When finished, Abraham will inhabit a cemetery with his dearest friend the raven.

Welcome to Casino Limbo

Casino Limbo – Character No.4

Sculpt no. 11 – Casino Limbo
The SPECTRE – The final character of Casino Limbo. Their hearts are beyond anything we understand. Their hearts are encompassing, embracing and waiting. They dance on casino tables and kick over chairs. The chains of the universe wrap around their necks. They fear endlessly for their existence and ours.

Casino Limbo – Character No.3

Sculpt no. 11 – Casino Limbo
Lola Lupone (named after the tragic showgirl of Copacabana fame, & Patti LuPone, whom I adored from the very first time I saw her perform, Evita, in 1979) is the third of four characters living in my latest sculpt, Casino Limbo. Lola Lupone, though stuck in Casino Limbo, doesn’t seem to care where she is. Her mind remains in love with itself, and her heart remains infatuated with her head.

(I plan to post each character individually before posting the full tableau – as they’re not full-view once positioned ’round the table.)

Casino Limbo-Character No.2

Sculpt no. 11 – Casino Limbo
Wallace Traveller Esq. (My Wallace was inspired by Nick Park’s fabulously whimsical claymation characters, Wallace and Gromit) is the second of four characters living in my latest sculpt, Casino Limbo. After having travelled the world, Wallace Traveller is none the wiser. He is, however, quite cheerful and full of cheese. His carpet bag is packed to the brim with molding dairy products.

(I plan to post each character individually before posting the full tableau – as they’re not full-view once positioned ’round the table.)

Well, I’m back on Instagram again. Not sure where it will take me or my new sculpts, but we’ll see 😊

onward and upward
am:)

Character No.1 in Casino Limbo

Sculpt no. 11 – Casino Limbo
Dollie Roller-Reaper is one of four characters living in my latest sculpt. She adores delicious hot pink. She also enjoys drinking and roller skating while accompanying souls to their final resting seats at the Casino Limbo poker table.

(I plan to post each character individually before posting the full tableau – as they’re not full-view once positioned ’round the table.)

I tried to post the video that I posted on Facebook, but I can’t do so without paying extra. Truth be told😁I’m attempting to save my ill-gotten gains for when it’s my turn to visit Casino Limbo. I’m exploring ‘free’ options if any such exist.

If you’re on Facebook, you can view there if interested (my FB is set “private” – so you’ll need to friend request first, just let me know you’re from WP, and we can be buddies😊)

I’m also planning to resurrect some sort of Instagram. Apparently, I’m a sculptor now and ‘they’ tell me that Instagram is a great space for showcasing one’s work…

Onward & upward
am:)
if you live in the US like me, I hope you’re managing the upside-down world we’ve flipped into

To My Beautiful Millie Mom

To my dearest friend — thank you for sharing your brightest life
your infectious joy, your brilliant smile
each day softening these endless farewells

so—goodbye, beautiful lady—goodbye, Mom
but—hello again, always—hello again…
I miss you   I adore you   I love you

(above) Millie, at 80, riding the Coney Island Cyclone (1996)

xo❤️💐
Millie passed in 2021

a day of whispering bones

Happy Halloween!

songs of silences

deformed putty pink

robbed of warm breath

contorted sweet necks
tar bubble eyes bulging

frail unfeathered waxy torn

foiled unsung tiny raptors

never will gush
broad kite wings against the wind

meander upon the thermals

dead
before
winter’s white bone chanced a kill
stuffed down bright 
spring’s dark bosom

stalks cradled
strapped with dried fall grass

gentle summer kisses will not carry
overlapping notes 
sung in threes

new harmonies in pubescent throats

echoing from fresh limb to sailing cloud

undeveloped triplets all

delicate melodies
small and quieted

in the driveway
sad little chicks

stilled
 baby birds
in her songs of silences
nature candidly reminds us

she is both
judge and jury
warblerI wish this piece wasn’t here or anywhere else – but I hope it serves as a eulogy
for those baby birds – may they fly in eternal peace

art created last year for an illustrated project

gently now

humble citizens eternally petrified 
warm mammoths ice entombed
broken vessels anchored deep
hard lessons in dying
peaceful silence

go gently now
gently

stallion skeleton

the old pyramid trick…inverted word triangle pointing to nowhere, or is it nowhere?
my, my, my crazy WP day with media snafus, love technology when it works:) though I must say the WP gremlins were fabulously helpful