Stop #4 Guest Artist
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When I see a ball of clay, I see loons, sea lions, songbirds, and otters, waiting to emerge. Holding a piece of clay in my hand, I think about how I can transform it from such an elemental form to something with grace and breath. I have always been in awe of nature. I remember hiding in a tree as a young child and trying to be still enough for the birds to forget I was there. This began a lifelong journey to observe those fleeting moments in nature and bring them to life in my art. I want to capture the essence of my subject. Whether it is a sculpture of a bird with its head cocked, about to take flight, or the petals of a flower lit up by a ray of sunshine on a mug, or a polar bear cub looking at its mama, I want my art to imbue a sense of connection to nature. I am fortunate to live in the Pacific Northwest, where there is endless inspiration. Each time I see a little flick of a tail or a perfect cloud, I feel the tug of my clay.
Stop #4 Guest Artist
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When I see a ball of clay, I see loons, sea lions, songbirds, and otters, waiting to emerge. Holding a piece of clay in my hand, I think about how I can transform it from such an elemental form to something with grace and breath. I have always been in awe of nature. I remember hiding in a tree as a young child and trying to be still enough for the birds to forget I was there. This began a lifelong journey to observe those fleeting moments in nature and bring them to life in my art. I want to capture the essence of my subject. Whether it is a sculpture of a bird with its head cocked, about to take flight, or the petals of a flower lit up by a ray of sunshine on a mug, or a polar bear cub looking at its mama, I want my art to imbue a sense of connection to nature. I am fortunate to live in the Pacific Northwest, where there is endless inspiration. Each time I see a little flick of a tail or a perfect cloud, I feel the tug of my clay.
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