Taking time to notice a beetle near the beach.
This beetle found me, landing on my finger. I immediately recognized it as a bug I had spent some summer months with when I was in my teens. My sister had a cottage on an inland lake in Michigan. Growing up in Detroit, sometimes our only relief from heat were the occasionally opened fire hydrants. I traded the simmering city asphalt, for cool dips in the lake. These exotic looking creatures covered my sister’s rose bushes. I appreciate those lazy summer days with the sun as my watch. A time when my accomplishments were measured in thoughts.
“A traveler without observation is a bird without wings” Saadi
“Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not” Emerson
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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Looks beautiful, nice reflection Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2013 15:55:19 +0000 To: firstname.lastname@example.org
Thank you. Michigan in the Summer is one of my favorite places to be.