Jul

21

not really, but this little blog will have some interesting “imagery” in it. the past couple or three days i have gotten out into my sculpture studio and made some real progress. i had mostly finished with the upper “surface” of the “matrix material” that the lower figure is embedded in, and i had visions of working once more on one of the figures above this one, but suddenly an area of the lower figure came sharply into focus in my mind– all that work shaping that surface to give myself a little room and space with which to explore really did the trick, and away i chopped!!so here we have it, finally, and i want everyone to think of all those words and get them out of the way right now– butt, ass, penis, scrotum et al– can we go on now? thanks!! a pretty narrow area really , fairly cramped and difficult to get a chisel oriented well at times, but i went to town on it, the contours suddenly springing into my brain, the way that the buttock cheeks plump up at the bottom and curve away, each bun looking different from the other as each foot/shin/knee is differently inclined and so gathers the gluteal muscles differently. not that i am all THAT much of a realist truly, but i like that “lyrical semi-realism (my words)” to sortuv ring out.now here we have a “cheater” photo, one i drew on the sculpture with my charcoal pencil for– a lot of the time all the lines and shapes get washed out in the flat light, so i put a little darkening in some spots to make it a little more obvious. two days of this and i was cranked up, believe me!!

today was a little “weathery”– lots of threatening clouds while i walked around town in the morning, buying some limes for a caesar salad. thought i would get dumped upon, but nope– i got home nice and dry.

out in the studio again– i had watched a movie called “when you’re strange” last night, about the musical group THE DOORS, and when i got things going along i put on “L.A. Woman” for the morning’s first soundtrack, bending my moves along with the music. i passed under the right leg of the lower figure and began work on the side this time, very cramped area and blocked by not only one arm, but also the big stone on which the left leg of the upper figure sits. soon i was DEEP into it, cutting the slowly curving contour lines to the beat of “the WASP”– “we have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping/this is the land where the pharaoh died”, then shifting over to the softer slotted chisel and blurring the lines once more while the song “L.A. Woman” revved and slowed again and again, the rainy grey tropical day cool and intimate all around me, alone in my drizzly little world.

but a changeable one– i took a break and when i came out again it was sunny. i put on “desire’ by bob dylan– for some reason this album always puts me in mind of those halcyon days i spent in santa fe in the early to mid-70s, and in my mind i was there as i lost myself in cutting along the bottom of the waist and rib cage area. very tough at times, posture wise– there were many moments when i was leaned way over, my arm looped in amongst other marble legs and arms like some mad dish of fettucini, the hammer grasped in my fingertips as i could hardly reach where i the chisel sat, my right thigh and calf complaining, i listened to “one more cup of coffee” and “black diamond bay” spinning tales of adventure and betrayal, the melodamatic tragedy of “romance in durango” eliciting more than one stone-clogged grin.

finally i had to go in again and do a gold cast i had been adjusting the kiln for all morning. two spendid toadfish pendants, one for inventory and another for my friend martha, who was out diving on the boat this week past. rest assured, martha– the cast went well and i did the major soldering in the late afternoon, exhausted, but it will all be finished up tomorrow, waiting for someone from texas to pick it up and tote it across the border next week– it’s a done deal!!

then once more out into the sculpture studio, this time to the sounds of an old kenny burrell album i picked up last week for less than a buck. circa 1963, and kenny is hot, but at times stanley turrentine hooting on his sax is enough to give a feller a heart attack, as i chipped away, finishing up the day with a few fine flourishes. i’m gonna be busy until next week now, with the toadfish finishing and then the big group here to dive on the weekend, but i sure squoze the tube dry today– sorry for that one last sexual innuendo there, but after all– this is the porno channel!!

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  1. Wow Porno what a concept I love it it has been a work of art in progress u r a very talented man in many ways



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