Archive for the ‘sculpting’ Category
Someone posted this gorgeous sculpture on Facebook. The artist was not mentioned, but thankfully, my friend Scot Robinson saved the day by knowing the piece and her creator, Paige Bradley. She’s so gorgeous and powerful I can’t help but want to share her!
As much as I love art, it is not that frequently that a sculpture speaks to me as strongly as this one does. I love it. The smoothness of the lines, the realism of the body and muscles, the harsh edges of the cracks and the blazing light juxtaposed with the peacefulness of her expression. I can feel myself cracking open with her. Absolutely beautiful.
Thank you, Paige Bradley.
You may recall way back when I’d applied for a sculpting job with a pin-making company and they had me sculpt a chinese dragon? And I didn’t get it, and was bummed?
Well, they finally delivered the dragon
(click for see all three dragons)
and cat pins(and paid me for them!). Yay!
You can order them from me, too!
Today is my birthday and I’m celebrating with a Sculpt Your Food Dinner… And just so nobody feels left out, here is a lovely sculpture garden for the fishes and you to enjoy!
I’m in the interview process for my dream job!
A company that makes wildlife pins needs a new sculptor! How cool is that? I’ve been carving, painting and sculpting animals my whole life!
The first interview went great. I got to see their awesome workshop out in Silverdale and we all enjoyed meeting each other. They sent me home with a few demo projects-including a dragon! Woohooo!
Send me good luck peoples!
If you’re in Seattle this weekend, don’t miss the Arts In Nature Festival! Check out our faeries at my mom, Blackbird’s, booth!
Sam’s been working on origami wand-toppers for months and mom and I have been faery-makin’.
(click on thumbnail to enlarge)
..but mine are certainly of the bizarre variety, if my dreams mean anything.
I had an intense day yesterday. Tried to go back to work and gave one massage and my head/neck started to build up to their “We’re either going to explode, or you’re going to pass out” threshold. So, I went home and bawled and worried and panicked about not being able to earn any money while the doctor bills and rent use up all my emergency funds-not to mention why the Hells I’m still sick after four months…
Anyway, my mom came over and comforted me and I calmed down and slept and-
My friends and I were being chased across a rocky desert by demons and we’d outpaced them and were catching our breath, when we glanced up and saw a condor circling, with a high-power rifle in it’s claws! Holy crapamolly! This odd sight stopped us in our tracks for a moment, until we realized that, duh, quite likely, a condor who wielded a rifle was in cahoots with the demons and even if it wasn’t, chances that it was going to be nice and normal and wait for it’s prey to die naturally were highly unlikely.
So we scrambled poste haste up the rocks and hid in a gazebo-like structure. Almost immediately, the demons caught up with us and surrounded the gazebo, grinning merrily at how neatly they’d trapped us. Amazingly, I found a submachine gun amongst the rocks(probably dropped by a clumsy luddite buzzard) and after fumbling with it for several tense moments, managed to turn the safety off and empty it into all the demons. Bullets ripped into their chests and they staggered dramatically, falling to their knees. And then, stood up, laughed at me and spat all the bullets out their mouths onto the ground. Shite, I hate demons with a sense of humor.
Inventive bastidges too, they put my companion in a glass container, filled with water and the demon chief(who had me by the arm) froze the top of the water about ten inches deep with some sort of gesture/spell. The other demons were chortling and taking bets as to whether my friend would freeze, or drown first. I was angry, but there was nothing I could do, somehow the creature that held me had rendered me powerless.
But my friend apparently was not. Not only did he NOT oblige the demons by drowning or freezing to death, he began to sculpt the ice into a stag. A freakin’ gorgeous ice sculpture stag! I was delighted, my demon captor however, was pissed and decided to take it out on me by breaking my knuckles, quite delicately(as one would crab legs to extract the tasty meat) with a tiny hammer. He asked me which hand I painted with and I said nothing(that was the hand he’d started with anyway and I figured he was only asking to torment me).
I woke as his hammer struck my hand harder and found my hands were tucked uncomfortably between my legs.
Ah, dream logic.
I made antlers(here I must confess I stoled the idea from my friend Seb) and painted trees on a silk slip to create my Halloween costume this year.
I also made an alternative set of horns, which Sam and I goofed off in later…
It was a really fun Halloween.. There was much partying, awesome costumage and much snuggling at Rita and Ben’s house and then I danced the night away at Pheralia with a dead guy and a pirate.