Winter Sphinx stands about 24" tall, sculpted in Premier air-dry clay with washi paper and wood.
Friends, so sorry to have been blog-neglectful! I aim to mend my ways in 2016. Here's the Morrigan, Celtic battle goddess, shape-shifting phantom queen. She just got lucky and won the popular vote competition for Infected By Art (IBA) Volume 4. Thank you, everyone who participated!! So honored. There is a great deal ofastonishing work to see at Infected By Art, and the book will be incredible!
The Morrigan, mixed-media, about 19" tall.
Kind Visitors, a most belated announcement: I was incredibly honored that 'Venetian Harpy' won the 2015 Spectrum gold award in Dimensional, given at Spectrum Fantastic Art Live in Kansas City, MO, in May. There was so much wondrous art there, I was amazed! More news in the near future. Promise.
Swan Child getting her color, in Premier air-dry clay. Painted with acrylics including Acryla Gouache from Holbein -- a favorite of mine for the air-dry pieces...
A Fairy Herald, underway. She's in Premier air-dry clay, with washi paper:
With hope for a more peaceable kingdom all around, kindness and empathy, compassion and the seeing heart.
A piece inspired by the work of Kay Nielsen, whose illustrations I discovered as a small child. In Premier air dry clay, about 14.5 inches tall:
Another wonderful Russian being. I wanted to present her in the act of melting:
She's in air-dry clays. Her surface is mostly in "Premier," which is very smooth and easily formed. Back view:Side view
~ Pablo Neruda
And, with thanks to Lisa S., who sent it way long ago:
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
~ 'Wild Geese' by Mary Oliver
I'm off with Dinosaurs and, alas, Santa heads; I shall return before long.