Saturday, December 11, 2010

Friends art

I just noticed there was no writing on this older post. This is an image by my friend Don Wilkinson. He lives in Fairhaven MA. When I first saw it I wanted it. That dosn't hapen to me too often. We are trading a sculpture for it. Again another rare transaction. The falue and worth between two concenting adults of the object and its enthuiastic impact is enough. Don't try this at home or between two serious art collectors. Once $ has entered the picture it seldom leaves.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Fatal Transgressions: A Septette

Here is the show I mentioned earlier. It all takes place in side the mythic whale.
New Bedford is a mysterious place and I'm glad to be adding more to that mystery.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

There are 14 artists with new work for a show at Colo Colo Gallery in New Bedford, MA.
Don Wilkinson an artist who shows with Colo Colo is curating this show. A facet of his work is the subject of the seven deadly sins; a part of the christian religions. He assigned each of us, seven women and seven men, a sin . I received the sin of gluttony and the above sculpture is what I created. I'm looking forward to the show in December this year to see all the variety. I'll post the show information when I get it.
I'm almost certain it isn't necessary to be a sinner to attend.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Hemlock tomatoes

                                        Rita was throwing green tomatoes around for our dog Jules. One landed impaled up in the hemlock tree. If you tried to do it......... Well we just had to add more! Treed Green Tomatoes

Friday, October 29, 2010

I just finished restoring the above Persistance  I made it about 18 years ago. It is only 3 feet tall but it now looks much taller and happier!

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Vote Smart

A friend sent this link on making an educated choice voting and I want to send it around. 

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The serenity 
rises through all the labor
to meet the mountians. 
Better than drugs.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

first born!

First born Shiitake from  plugs set in June 2009. Should it take this long? Well it did and it's a joy to see.
The bamboo across the logs keep the plastic cover a bit above. The logs are laying on a moss table I made years ago. Steel frame and a concrete top recessed like a large tray filled with wet peet. It works!

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Art of others

A sculpture by Missy Stevens , Xuni Requiem and I made the legs.
Working on something some one else made is traveling somewhere and being with people of another world.


Monday, July 26, 2010


The writing below will be published in a catalog on my sculpture. I wrote it and I hope it is coherent .

My work is in one way presenting you with it's touch or more accurately the way it touches.
The way it contacts the ground that you're standing on,or the way it hangs from a ceiling right above you,the way each part of it touches another part as you look-climb your way through,contacting,connecting and the way one part will lean in close to another and how that other part responds. A sympathetic leaning in by a viewer to the sculpture leaning out,the idea the relationships,they end up being with you and that is being with something in a way I like and understand. Our bodies contain these same material elements too; it's no wonder we can understand a language that has no words.

This isn't an action adventure story I'm telling it's more like a Japanese short story or a really good poem found unexpectedly in Sports Illustrated. The subject of these sculptures more often plays a supportive role to the way it is performing. The sculpture ought not to surprise anyone who values their perception of emotional intelligence as a rewarding experience in and of it self and especially when it becomes intrinsic to an object.

Consciously bending steel with my hands bit by bit is equivalent to saying something slowly and carefully to a loved one. It's what, it's how, it's when, for how long and the nature of the force applied. There all united into one motion that stays where I left it. The steel is a supportive component and expression for another material; white quartz. This is a material that presents itself with minor intervention on my part.

Silica dioxide, better known as white quartz, is a very bright, expressive and useful material. It has just the right molecular density, color, sizes, variety and availability to satisfy me. Quartz has offered me so much and why shouldn't it since we live on a planet consisting of so much of it. We actually walk the ground it's strewn with; and 60% of the earths crust is quartz. I've been picking up quartz stones since I can remember and am thrilled to find something so common and at the same time so valuable. That's a metaphor I revel in.

The malleable steel will support a gesture that quartz then congratulates by simply being what it is. This back and forth combination is my own applied language. For many of us conscience and justification operate inside the same chamber of our body. They're different but equally powerful monitors of our body. When I think of conscience ,I think quartz. It helps me decide what and what not to make and present. You'll recognize my work more by it's gestures than the changing subjects that support them.

Saturday, July 10, 2010


Meet Jules our new dog. This isn't the most revealing image and it is the most revealing! He just arrived here the day before yesterday. He's looking at you. His mother is Springer Spaniel and his father is a Golden Retriever. Passion born!

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Tuesday, March 9, 2010


Versus What ?
A sculpture that got finished this morning. Early enough that Rita and I had breakfast with it. I highly recomend starting off a new springish day with a good new sculpture; versus........... milk and toast!

Saturday, March 6, 2010


Disturbing the past. Have you ever heard that's not a good thing to do? I took some quartz rocks in my mind and through them at a plank that's been under my house for safe keeping. I found the plank submerged in a river below an old blacksmiths house. It had some old hand forged nails in it . It is about my height or taller and it weighed a lot .
It kind of looks like a plank that got a bunch of snow balls thrown at it.
I carved out holes in the wood to accommodate the various sized quartz; some poked through and some didn't. It defies physics and my own convention of thought and that is a success in this case.

Monday, February 8, 2010