Every day, in my studio, hands and clay form ideas. I am aware that I hold this image for just a moment in time. The work of my hands will eventually reside with someone else. Years from now, people I will never know, will stop and look and touch and consider the work I do today.
Because I’m a storyteller, I’m thinking about those people, looking for the secret. How do I communicate with someone I will never meet? Will this speak well when I’m not around to explain? So, my work becomes my voice, and my voice must speak clearly.
One day in the foundry I saw my fingerprint cast in bronze on the surface of one of my sculptures, an unintended mistake. That day, I learned a valuable lesson. My fingerprints are on every thing I do in life. What I do today is forever. The process of creating sculpture has taught me that every day I have the opportunity to detract or add; make it dishonorable or make it honorable; create distortion or create beauty.
So, why do I do this? Because I believe in the power of art to speak into our culture. The tone of a community is enhanced when art speaks clearly of the unchanging truths that are so important to you and me.