Horses and more

 

I dreamt of horses last night. Thundering hooves, steamy breath, plumes of moist, hot air billowing up from their nostrils. Can't wait to get back into the creating phase in the studio. I'm finishing up a Rain Dancer right now for the Ruidoso Art Festival. It starts next weekend. I have ordered books on horse anatomy, sculpting horses, and sculpting animals. I hope to introduce a new line of animal sculptures this fall.

more sculptures for the airport

Fancy Dancer

El Paso International Airport Exhibit

Finally set up five sculptures at the airport for the " Art Windows of El Paso "exhibit at the airport. People were crowded around the display, looking at all the details. I made each piece very intricate. The dancer is dramatic and has bright red accents and elaborate feathered headdress.Tiny eyelashes, small medals, silver rings and other embellishments make each sculpture unique. The Storyteller has a bowl with shards of pottery, obsidian arrowhead, even a fossilized seashell from the desert. I thought that this would be a great opportunity to tell a story with each piece. I think I succeeded. As I was leaving the window, I overheard two women talking about how the old Indian was really telling "big" stories and thus his secretive smile and glinting eyes.
The opening reception is June 30th and I have to speak to the audience. I guess I better think about what would be appropriate and relevant to the Art community in Southwest Texas.

New Work

Finally able to post new work. Now I can put up pictures of the latet sculptures from my Ruidoso, New Mexico studio. I am working on an Apache warrior mask right now and hope to have him done by tomorow. I just finished and shipped two Horse sculptures, my latest in my series of clay animal sculptures. And today I took pictures of my new Warrior Sculpture Art. Actually it is a female mixed media wall sculpture. I call it a Goddess Warrior. She is magnificent. I was inspired by the subtle colors of the sea urchin necklace that I just bought in Albuquerque. She is a very realistic sculpture. Her presence in my studio is haunting and powerful. I can't decide if she an African sculpture or Aborigini or Native American Anasazi. .

The Mountain Man that was commissioned by a collector in California arrived and the client was very happy with his sculpture. The Santa that I finished went to his new home today and will be the center of the holiday table. More masks, more horses, more everything. I was just contacted by a gallery in Tubac, Arizona. I need to have a body of work ready to go by Dec 22...

Becoming an Artist

I have always spent hours creating faces. As a child I rmemeber fashioning faces out of wet tissues and letting them dry. Then there was the first grade third place prize for the clay swans crudely sculpted , placed on a mirror and shredded tissue of snowflakes surrounded their "lake".
Spending hours drawing on cardboard and on my bedroom walls, I painted tiny dancers and people running and jumping, animals foraging in forests and mountians. Dreaming of far away places, far from the streets of New York City. I had a crude portfolio of drawings and sketches prepared for the High School of Music and Art. I knew in my heart that I was going to be an artist, after all that's what I was, wasn't it? My hopes were dashed when I receieved the letter saying that I was not accepted to the pretigious high school. Alas, I was banished to the all girl high school in the depths of the Bronx. Three transit buses and 2 hours away. I was devastated.