comming home to roost

I made these concrete S.U.V's a few years ago. Their linked together by a chain running through their internal selves. Their each about 4" long (10.16 cm) . Where I live many people drive these look-a-like vehicles. They are bloated and top heavy and there american.

They are all ready concidered obsolete and will be abandoned on mass. What can be done with these forms? My first thought is to gut them, recycle the plastic and make them into a suberban chicken coops. This smells like a bussness oppertunity! You could even get the kit that suits your make and model. If any one has an idea to share it would be fun to read.

For the optimistic only

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This is not a photograph of Paris

My friend Roberta gave me this image to contemplate. The fashion of the two women looks to be 1920 ? I can feel the wind and the warmth of the sun and the smell too. Were going to Paris in September . Every molicule has been influenced since this picture was taken. This is not a photograph of Paris. Photography realy is a unique joke on time and space . I can't hold my breath as well as a photograph can.

Quartz Server is in the garden

After a long winter waiting for dry sunny weather to complete Quartz Server it's now complete.
I find serving is such an under appreciated act of faith. I wanted to reinforce the serve -serve-serve with the three trays. most of the quartz lays in the steel mesh trays but some are mounted in tiny pedestals to enhance the liveliness of what is being served. I hope you see the server ,if its you or another in a new way. I don't think I'm through with serving up the server at this time! Bon appetit!

This is about sculpture and I havn't shown sculpture too much .
The sumi drawing at the right is the begining of a sculpture and some progression will follow. The three trays will eventually be serving small quartz confection.

The farthist image is the sculpture and Iv'e called it Quartz Server. It is not finished. The quartz at the right on the table will go on the trays and the grey metal will be painted. Warm dry weather is all I need. It will be shown outdoors in the silver garden which I'll show you when the weather improves. It is great to have a speciall place where all the silver ones go.

last fall Rita saw this in our dining room window. I took this picture as we looked on. Just a reflection at the end of the day but what an end of day! We thought about the energy out and in the house . It captured our times. Burnnnnn Ahnn!

This is a sculpture that was made by me and installed by me on the entry way to the collectors home. there is alot of chatter today on collecting art that has me thinking. With all the bravery in accumulating wealth I'm thinking how timid those same people can be when it comes to buying art. But yes art IS another story.
Here is my FREE advice: If you don't want to become an art investor try using love. Love is always yours to give or withhold. It can take the place of money as a stand in for studying and "consuming" the very thing in front of you with out spending a dime. Think of it as your birth right commodity with which to rub up against art . With nothing to lose who cares if it's a STRANGER! You can get to know or not at no expense at all. When you are done move on. Put the money down only when you have a relationship with this"stranger".
The sculpture on the left was consumed with love and paid for with money. The money means it is now a part of this property. love was the vehicle that got it here and keeps it here. The one thing that dosn't go astray is change. Art for me is about loving a stranger even if it is us.