Just spent an incredible weekend in Tucson, Arizona at Settlers West’s fall art show with Janette. We were guests of some friends / collectors and were able to visit, “Chiricahua Apache.” He is loved and well taken care of. There is nothing that touches my heart more than a work of art properly presented and displayed. Grateful to these folks who went “over the top” displaying this work of art.
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Installed a casting of “The Trooper” a couple of days ago, outside of Santa Fe. We took the piece out of my pickup and loaded it into this 1947 Willy’s Jeep and maneuvered it into position. Good folks, fun ride. Nothing like nature’s vista to enhance a piece.
This next piece on the sculpting stand is an idea given to me 7-8 years ago by a collector (I love a great idea). I sat on the idea for a few years. Finally, I got around to roughing it in around 2012…..but then it mostly sat still, until “The Revenant” came out this year. I was inspired to take it off the shelf, and have another “go”…. and push it farther down the road.
Untitled (Open for suggestion) 22″ high x 47″ wide x 16” deep
I love it when a title and a sculpture merge together as one. When creating this piece, the words came to me and and I felt they were inspired.
She is a Popago Indian in southern Arizona about 1910.
After I sculpted the 32 inch wide nine player team piece, “Base Ball, circa 1890”, I had many people ask me to sculpt a single figure, So I did. I call this piece “Towne Ball, 1890.”
This piece will be cast in about a year. I’m pokey….. Getting sculptures out.
This piece was started about a year ago. Built it up…tore it down….built it up….tore it down. Got disgusted with it….researched rearing horses out the wazoo. Looked at 487 pictures of rearing horses. Set it aside for five months. Spent two weeks on it….set it aside again. Would sit in “my sculpture looking at chair” for hours, pondering this piece. Finally saw what was not working…..here is my best effort.
A dozen years ago….my uncle, Grant Speed, shared with me how to sculpt eyes. Today, I passed that knowledge on to another artist.
“Tête-à-tête”, as the French would say. “Head to Head”.
Softness…is the key. And don’t sculpt the eye. Sculpt vision. Sculpt planes. Sculpt shapes. Sculpt your knowledge of the eye…..not what you think you see. And most important of all, sculpt feelings.
I’ve decided to make it a Native American and add a quartered moose as cargo in the canoe. several people suggested I put antlers in the piece.
‘m still looking for a title that would do the piece justice. If anybody has a suggestion I’m all ears.
Cleaning off my shelves with another idea that has lingered too long. For me, it’s actually common to rough in a piece and get the jest of an idea down and look at it for years….as a clay sculpture. Don’t judge the piece too harshly, I’ve only sculpted on it about five days over the past three years.
The special part about creating this piece is it’s an idea given to me five or six years ago by a client, who has become a dear friend. In his own right, he has the soul of an artist. On numerous occasions I have heard him talk about his love of the arts and weep while doing so.
If you have a suggestion please send it my way. I’m trying to decide if I should make the person in the canoe a Native American or Mountain Man?
The reason I like it being an Indian is I get to show the human anatomy and not cover it with clothing. That’s straight out of my mentor (Fritz White’s) playbook.
About 15 years ago I was visiting an artist friend in a remote location. The closest city of 1000 people was 10 miles away. Being completely surrounded by nature it was easy to pick out things that were man-made. Tin cans on the side of the road or stray pieces of paper / wrappers were easily identified.
At that time a thought occurred to me. Do my sculptures blend in with nature? I thought I would try an experiment. Having with me two or three sculptures in the back of my pick up, I went and got one out of the back of my pick up and set it amongst the sage brush and cedars. I was curious to see if it would fit in or stick out as something that didn’t belong.
From that time forward my goal has been to sculpt works of art that fit in with a natural landscape.
This is a new piece just delivered to a gallery for pre-cast sales.
Not firm on a title:
“War Horse” or “Big Medicine”
This weekend, Janette and I are visiting The Booth Museum, in Cartersville, Georgia. We are their guest on a panel to discuss “Artists and their business partner’s (spouse) working relationships”
The museum has on display a show entitled, “Below the Sweet Tea Line”. It’s an exhibition of regional collectors who’ve temporary loaned works of art to the museum.
During our walk through of the show, we had a fun surprise. We turned a corner and saw an old friend, “Watcher of the Plains” (1997). This was the fastest sold out piece of my career. I believe we sold the edition of 30 castings in 45 days.
An amazing show!
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At the museum was a casting of Fritz White (my mentor). It’s called,
“In search of the Snow Goose”. It warms my heart to see his work.
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.
It’s fun to make two or three bozzetti’s at the same time. One of my mentors, Stanley Bleifeld, taught me to do that. In one of his classes we started with clay and in 15 minutes we had to have a small sketch completed.
Oft times I find that the honesty and spontaneity of the smaller clay sketches works are better than the larger bronzes.
Whenever I drive through the deserts of New Mexico I see the plant called Chamisa by the side of the road. Ten years ago the title “The Chamisa Blooms All Summer” came to me. There are times I’ve sculpted a piece so that it won’t haunt me anymore to be created.
Well sculpting the piece I decided to make the woman with child. She’s blooming too.