Experiments
If experimentation is the mark of a fertile mind, then mine is compost. For as long as I can recall, I have been rearranging the objects in my grasp- dump parts, rocks, assembly instructions, etc.. Dismay and delight are cultivated evenly through this process, for one could indeed not exist without the other, and both are needed to give an object depth. For each sculpture I consider to be a success, there have been multiple failures which haunt the piece, and will forever be a part of its creation.
My experiments range from foam carvings to lead castings and wood abstracts- each providing valuable insight into material properties, color, and compositional potential. They serve to record at least a few of the wobbly steps I have taken to get here today, without which I would undoubtedly still be eating paste and roasting Shrinky-Dink.