Shining Light

The mysteries of death. Chosen indifference melts in the presence of truth & undiscoverable truths are what visuals can explore with a particular abandonment to History's voice. This skull was my Grandpa Ashman's & this inherited item carried with it a certain remnant of lost stories that I could not put my finger on. 'Shining Light' is the result of me trying to put a finger on visions of new life through the eyes of losing the ultimate fight we are each matched against. These eyes must be seeing, without the pain of this world, into the spaces of undefeated grace. A spirit animal of promised salvation & a memoir to a loved Native American elder gone before us.

                                                                                                                               Shining Light   5"x4"

Nesting

A flicker of time reminds us to rest & a change in the wind breaks the bough. Hopes are set on a crocked throw landing these dice in the fake comfort of copper strands. I am exploring the floppiness of future & the divots of incubated time that keep us hoping. Dice for eggs, metal for softness & the skin of a broken bough.

                                                                                                                                                           Nesting   5.5"x5.24"

Home Improvement

Whimsical stages for miniature worlds is the vision of this piece & this first final will lead to others. I have dreams of who might live or explore this percolating ooze. My backdrop gives free range to apply new civilizations, life, uses & fantasies. I am going back to the miniature house of my childhood & the thoughtful staging that inspired waking & sleeping dreams of tiny lives lived in my creation. For the improvement of any mind's home...more stages I say!

                                                                                                     Home Improvement   8.75"x10"x8.5"

Captive

Piece 2 in a series of bark stages for frozen life. The relationship between trees & animals is whimsically set in a barring of sorts. A metal cage, dagger, holding tank. Where hints at movement are grounded onto the skin of trees. Beautiful captivity. Reminders of life sucked dry & stapled secure.

                                                                                                                               Captive   8.75x1.75

Clot

When our bodies betray us. When they nash teeth where you thought only softness should be. This sculpture is my comment on my own anatomy. The complexity of which I am continually amazed & horrified by. God's creation marred by hopes set in despairing directions.

Anatomy. Fingerprinted. Loudmouthed. Beauty.

                                                                                                                                   Clot   4.25"x11.25"

State of Fairs

The Puyallup Fair. A place of memories; organic & caged / found & fed / celebration & fractured misplacement. This piece is on my studio wall for september. A speaker staff of chased memories!

                                                   State of Fairs   16"

Crown Of Thorns I

Sore hands paid off! Here is a Studio Window peak at a new series I am wrestling with. Thoughts about death & redemption are churning these sculptures into being.

                                                                                                 Crown Of Thorns I   9.25"x9.25"x10.5"