Sculpting my way through winter.

January presents it’s challenges. Living in the North the grayness of winter can take it’s toll on creativity. My mind frequently wanders to far away tropical places, or simply takes refuge in warm memories of summers past. It’s hard to stay focused on today.

Sculpting is still proving easier than writing for me. There is a visceral, mindlessness that allows my hands to get lost in the clay. I know my brain is involved, but it’s more like the motor memory of some overly practiced routine; like brushing your teeth or combing your hair.

Then to try and take this same brain and get it form clear sentences, from some random flash. How do you people write daily blog posts? Where do you find the time and space to organize your thoughts. Seems like my best ideas come when I’m in the shower. Haven’t figure out how to keep my fleeting brilliance from slipping down the drain with all that soapy water.

The clay is so much more tangible and easy to control. Here’s more of the evolving lump of clay below.

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About Babs

I'm a narrative sculptor navigating her way through the ever-changing currents in what feels like an art ocean. Whether appreciating the calm rhythm of calls for art and exhibiting, or waiting to catch a big wave of inspiration to take me to the top. I just love being in the water. Formerly a pickle packer, theater major, crisis counselor and occupational therapist with a BA in Communications and a BS in Occupational Therapy, only to discover I've always been an artist. My work grows from a strong connection to people and a passion for discovering the beauty in ordinary things. I sculpt figuratively in clay, utilizing the female form and women’s themes. Frequently my inspiration is drawn from childhood memories and my own short poems. Like each of us as humans every work is uniquely influenced by the past and present and has a narrative.
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