Almost every time I create a sculpture I cut the clay head off and sculpt it in my hands. It allows me to turn it and look at it from every angle. It assists me to be able to turn the head at will and see it from all perspectives.
If you look at the sculpture below, with the man on a horse, you’ll see the head ‘blocked in’. That’s the first draft. This morning,
I cut the head off and spent about 15 minutes creating this second draft.
I know I will have a minimum of five drafts on this head.
It’s taken a year….but finally got this bad boy to the foundry.
I’ve learned something about how I work. I do my finest sculpting when a piece is allowed to sit for a year and have me come with a fresh eye 8-10 times during that period.
Does anyone both hear and act on “whispers” like I do? I find that when I listen to the faintest glimpse of an idea……I often find genius.
I’m driving to Santa Fe New Mexico and on my way I’m passing through Price, Utah. Out of the blue I get the idea to photograph a sculpture “now”. This is a piece that I don’t have a good photograph of the finished bronze. It’s inconvenient, I’d rather wait, perhaps find a better location, it’s freezing outside. But then I get the prompting a second time. And from past experience, I know that the prompting won’t be repeated again.
I set up my tripod and used my 35mm camera and took a dozen pictures.
I will take these photos home, upload to my computer and Photoshop the best one with the background of my choice.
THE PONY EXPRESS
Since my last post…….I bet I’ve spent another 20 hrs on this piece during the past three days. Finally getting close. “I think”.
My mentor once told me, “You spend 10% of the time roughing in 90% of the piece….and 90% of the time on the last 10% of the piece.” Truth.
I’ll be in Santa Fe, sculpting at Sage Creek Gallery (421 Canyon Road) Santa Fe, New Mexico, until August 26th.
Putting final touches on:
“The Wrangler”. 65″ tall.
I’ve had the grandest time researching and creating this piece. As early as I can find, baseball made its way out west as early as 1860 (San Francisco). I found baseball clubs in Texas and Colorado…..probably mining towns.
I drew a lot from old photos. Guys in bare feet and overalls touched my heart. Straw hats, quilted pants, small leather belts around ankles (to hold pants tight) all found their way into this piece.
I do love the fringe side of the old west.
What is more American than the bison. Years ago, when I was studying these dudes, it was news to me that they roamed from Canada to Mexico and from the Rocky Mountains to the Mississippi River. Legend has it that these animals migrated north to what is now known as “Buffalo Minnesota”, (because it was shallow there), and crossed the Mississippi River to Eastern grazing lands.
This is how you scrub your buffalo…..at the car wash.
Even though I’ve been making small sketches for decades, I never new there was a word for it. The word is BOZZETTI. It means, “a small sketch”. Many artist will use a bozzetti to work out compositional problems for a major work of art.
I wanted to do another poker game and put the setting in a bunk house.
Here is my 45 min sketch. I’ll spend a couple months making it larger.
Buffalo rides for a buffalo nickel.
When I exhibit at an art show, I often take that time to sculpt heads. Heads which I put in a piece later.
We’ll, I’m in Great Falls, Montana, exhibiting at the Western Masters Art Show……
For years I’ve wanted to sculpt an old timely bare knuckle fist fight. My concept is to depict a scene where a traveling pro takes on the local tough guy……and the professional gets “Bested”. I’m working on a composition with two fighters, a referee, and four folks in the crowd.
I spent sometime at the foundry today, “chasing wax”. When the wax pieces come out of the rubber molds….they often need touching up. This is a sculpture called Trail Boss (the head).
Hit the road to Marfa, Texas, to drop off these bad boys. After 3200 road miles, in six days, my hiney’s starting to wonder if my legs forgot how to walk.
After a 900 mile ride through the desert, stopped to get the trail dust off this cowboy. We installed this one at a home in Tucson.