Tuesday, November 15, 2011

David Finds His Soul

One day several months ago, I had a new line of sculptures I wanted to create for the upcoming September show at Art On The Boulevard in September.    It had been awhile since I'd sculpted clay, as the last couple years had mostly been devoted to learning to work with my line of jewelry.   The stoneware clay I'd used briefly the previous year was stiff and a little dry, so I began gradually hydrating and working it, coaxing it toward a pliable state I could use.   I needed Jim's help, as I am now older than  when I used to slam 25 pounds of clay on the table regularly.   Jim, being tall and muscular, lifted and pounded the clay on the heavy table over and over, nearly shaking the house off it's foundation (or so it seemed).   I sliced slabs off of the reconstituted block and worked them over and over to refine them.  Watching the chunk of clay elongate more with each rotation, and seeing the surface define itself in sensual facets, my excited Muse took the opportunity to fill in the visual blanks.   Using my heat gun, I stiffened the surface enough for the form to stand on it's own.  By the time I came back from lunch, it was ready for me to split the thing in half like a squash, ready to bake!   I hollowed the interior to within a half inch of the surface, then slipped the two halves back together.   At that point I could sculpt a head and shoulders to blend naturally into the rhythm already naturally created by the facets.   And of course, as often happens, he brought his own name.  David.   He seemed as though he'd found that which few of us achieve in life..... David found his soul.   His bliss extending and blurring the physical boundaries.

David Finds His Soul was the first of the series I've blogged on this site up until this point.   An organized and intelligent creature would list him first, I suppose, but I follow a natural order of creativity that knows it's own flow, and I don't question it too much with my mind, as I would truly screw it up.


  1. Loved reading about your process and your sculpture is wonderful. I especially like the serenity you have achieved in his expression.

  2. Thank you, Joyce! He does seem to have a wise innocence.