One of my missing marbles--I found it on the counter near the kitchen sink. (This confirms my suspicion that housework causes brain damage.)I'm learning to use my new camera--actually reading the manual!
From my sculpting days, Marbles Lost, Marshmallows Retained, ca. 1990, sold to a couple from Germany--they saw it in the D.C. gallery.
When a visitor at the Montpelier Cultural Arts Center in MD walked past my resident studio and saw the sliced head on my sculpture stand, he was not sure he wanted to meet the artist.
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I'm glad you took this shot of your missing marble. When it goes missing again you can put up signs around the neighborhood.
ReplyDeleteThe sculpture up above is the reason I first noticed your work on ASB. I remember seeing it in the main gallery and just having to go check it out. I chuckled out loud when I saw its title and felt like I really needed to get to know this artist. And, I'm glad I did...
Posting signs around the neighborhood is a great idea--I'm still missing quite a few marbles. (My neighbors probably already know that.) Thanks, Don.
ReplyDeleteFantastic sculpture! The concept is great and the execution masterful. I love your sense of humor. Now ... if only I could find all my lost marbles ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kathy. This sculpture was one of those "happening" pieces. There is a giant screw from the top of her head to the bottom, so you can guess the original title.
ReplyDeleteYour Concept Development Workshops sound fascinating (Think-write-paint-share). I'll bet that you retained your marbles.