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Little Rock, Arkansas

Louisiana to Arkansas

April 14-25th 2010


So we headed up to Little Rock Arkansas and we stopped over in Vicksburg, Mississippi and hit the casinos a bit. I won big time like 1200 on the penny slots that is! Woo hoo, ok I’m not a big gambler but we definitely had fun hearing all the bells and whistles and seeing the different casinos.


As soon as we got to Little Rock AR, we headed over to the Art Walk on Main Street in North Little Rock where all the artists are out showing their work, Gallery doors are open and tons of people were out having a good time. I met tons of people, some who signed up for that weekends workshop at KETZ Gallery.


met some great people on main street and visited this awesome bead shop

Then on Tuesday I sculpted at the Starving Artist Café. They set me up in the front window as their lunch crowd sifted in. It was fun. I got to talk sculpture with tons of people, shared about my travels and all were amazed that I had driven all this way from California. They loved the trailer too. I’m putting laminated postcard from each city on the back door of my trailer to show all the places I’ve been. The hardest part if finding postcards these days… pretty much truck stops are my best bet so I’m getting to know Loves and Travel Centers very well! Go truckers out there! The Starving Artist café was so fun and they had all kinds of painting up on their wall from local artists, all for sale etc.. the food was excellent especially the pasta!

Then Thursday night I had two welcoming receptions, Thanks to the Wonderful Rhonda Reeves who put all this together. We met at the Bernice Sculpture Gardens, a beautiful little area where its created to show local sculptors work and they are starting a farmers market and art market there soon as well. This is where Rhonda presented me with a proclamation from the Governor of Arkansas, Mike Bebe. It proclaimed this week to be The Joy of Sculpture week in the great state of Arkansas! Cool huh?


Then we headed over to The KETZ Gallery where the 2nd reception went on as they introduced the new artists’ works in that opening reception, then they presented MetLife’s goal to support and forward the artist in society and lastly they introduced me, my Sculpt Across America tour and announced the workshop that up and coming weekend. It was a busy and action packed night and surrounded by tons of fun artists and enthusiasts.

The workshop began bright and early that Saturday. I started them off with The “Speed in Which form Turns” PowerPoint presentation on portraiture. I’ve found this helps establish the process in their heads before we begin as well as introduce some of the vocabulary I’ll be using to describe certain sculpting techniques. They are a great group who really got off to a great start and all came with their portrait armature already built! Excellent~ The model was good too with excellent bone structure and good forms to work with.


On my down time I got to cruse the city and check it out. There was a huge blues festival going on at The River Market and tons of people were out. They have all kinds of venders out and these BBQ Trains that crank out tons of yummy saucy grub!


From what I’ve heard from the locals is the city has been putting in effort to build up the downtown area, adding restaurants, pubs, retail stores and have built up a fun River Market area of downtown.

I have to mention that there has been some crazy weather going on as well. Its pretty random weather being sooo humid one day and then it gets all blustery and windy and then we have a downpour of rain. Also there has been tons of Tornado warnings and a couple touched down in areas around us, but thankfully not where we were. We certainly got a ton of rain and storms.

Day two of the workshop showed lots of improvements and the portrait sculptures are coming out to full volume. I did a few features demonstrations such as an eye and the mouth etc and off they went going to town on their works. I love the enthusiasm of this group, good music and lots of sculpting!Texas_Loui..ppi_131.jpgTexas_Loui..ppi_134.jpgTexas_Loui..ppi_135.jpg

Another fun thing is I’m staying at the Baker House in North Little Rock. What an awesome B&B! They sponsored me for a 2 night stay and I have to tell you this place is a must see! Its gorgeous with their famous Louisiana curly pine woodwork all over the place. If you don’t already know this beautiful kind of wood grain is one of a kind and there is no longer any more of it in nature which makes it so unique here at The Baker House. Check out all the pictures below.

So the workshop was a real success. Everyone did such a great job some being their first attempt at sculpture. I was so pleased with their focus and open minds to a different approach to sculpting.

Thank You Little Rock, Arkansas!

  • A Special Thanks to Rhonda Reeves for all her amazing organization and promotional skills, To Baker house for the Awesome Stay, To The Starving Artist Café for all their support, To The Bernice Gardens and their donation to lower the workshop fees and To KETZ Gallery for Hosting the Event! What a generous and supportive town! Thank YOU ALL!



Posted by Karen Cope 16:29 Comments (5)

Durango CO Workshop

Hello Everyone! Check out this new 4 Day Intensive Figure Sculpting Workshop Just put together in Durango Colorado! Hope to see you there~

Durango, Co


4 Day Figure/ Torso Sculpting Workshop


June 26th- 29th
10am-5pm *1hr lunch break
Fee $580


Articulation Gallery

1051 E. 2nd Ave,
Durango Co
Contact: Lorane

In this Figure/ Torso Sculpting Workshop you have the option to work a bit smaller and tackle the full Figure or work a bit larger focusing on just the torso. Either way you'll be learning an approach that will lead you to a solid start every time as well as presented with the techniques to achieve the accuracy and naturalism you've been striving for. Karen will be introducing "The Speed in Which Form Turns" as well as "Triangulation" techniques.

Karen will be explaining specific Sculpting Methods that will increase your accuracy, anatomy, process and modeling techniques with a naturalistic approach reminiscent of The Old Masters.

Register NOW ~ The first 4 sign-ups received a 10% discount on their workshop fee so call/email today!

Sign up now to secure your spot by contacting Lorane at 970-385-5056 or email her at loraneo@hotmail.com or Karen Cope at figurativesculptor@hotmail.com





I'm so excited to be going back to Colorado! So much to Sculpt So little Time! See you All there!

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Louise Bourgeois

Louise Bourgeois obituary

Inventive, disturbing sculptor who transformed the human body and made the spider a central image

Michael McNay guardian.co.uk,
Monday 31 May 2010 22.50 BST Article history

Louise-Bou..Bar-004.jpg Artist Louise Bourgeois with one of her sculptures, Baroque (1970), at Moma in New York. Photograph: Ted Thai/Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images

Until she was in her 60s Louise Bourgeois, who has died aged 98, was known to the New York glitterati merely as the charming French lady who appeared at private views on the arm of her American husband, the art historian Robert Goldwater. There had been a few decently received shows of Bourgeois's own work in the 1940s and early 1950s, but then the abstract expressionists swept the decks clean.

Nothing could withstand the sheer artistic elan and commercial drive of Pollock, Rothko, and De Kooning and the backing of Clement Greenberg, a critic whose thumbs up or down meant life or death. It was not until the Museum of Modern Art gave Bourgeois a retrospective in 1982, when she was already 70, that she at last took her place as queen of New York, one of the most inventive and disturbing sculptors of the century, and later of course the first artist to to tackle a commission for a temporary work to command the vast spaces of the new Tate Modern's turbine hall.

She was born in Paris on Christmas day but, as a girl, was not the gift-wrapped child her father, Louis Bourgeois, had hoped for. Eventually, and despite the addition of a son to the family, he came to adore her for her talent and spirit, but she repaid him with hate for his explosive temper and his domination of the household and for teasing her in front of the others - humiliating her as she saw it - and she despised him for serially betraying her long suffering mother.

That was nothing to the hate she felt for Sadie Gordon, the young Englishwoman her father hired to look after the children and teach them English; Louise, who was 10 at the time, learned her lessons well, but had a sharp ear for gossip and soon understood that her governess had also usurped her mother's place in papa's bed. Bourgeois drew on her childhood experiences for the rest of her life, and in 1974 created one of her most difficult sculptures (difficult for the spectator, that is), a big, lurid piece called Destruction of the Father, composed largely of what seem to be body parts.

Bourgeois by name, bourgeois in fact: the family was well off but not wealthy. Louis and his wife Joséphine restored medieval and renaissance tapestries and sold them from their gallery in Paris. Louise showed no special talent for art, but despite that was always drawing, so one day her mother asked her to help by drawing in a missing section of tapestry as a template for the stitching to follow.Everybody in her parents' workshop applauded her effort and after that auspicious beginning she helped out often. "I became an expert at drawing legs and feet ... That is how my art started," she said.

For Destruction of the Father, Bourgeois bought hunks of mutton and beef, decidely on the bone, and cast them in plaster then covered the plaster with latex rubber. She put them in a cave-like structure lit with a red glow. And although Bourgeois maintained that her autobiography was not necessary to an understanding of her art, after the huge success of her MoMa show she talked often about her childhood and its effect on her.

The Destruction piece, she said, was a kind of dream in which the children turn on the father over the dining table and dismember him. It was Bourgeois's way of purging fear by aggression; and, she added, was confined to her art. Indeed when she had made her escape from home she grew to love her father - the body language of photographs of her with him on his visits to New York say it all - and she was devastated when he died in 1951.

When she was in her 90s, an editor asked her to pick out one book that had meant a lot to her: she chose, not one of the great classics of French literature, but Bonjour Tristesse, the elegant best seller by the 18 year old Françoise Sagan, published in 1954, in which the heroine describes her father: "He was young for his age [and] I soon noticed that he lived with a woman. It took me rather longer to realise that it was a different one every six months. But gradually his charm, my new easy life, and my own disposition led me to accept it"

At the age of 18 Bourgeois had left school for the Sorbonne, where she studied mathematics. She took a degree in 1932, but her mother died the same year and she switched to the study of art. Her father thought modern artists were wastrels and refused to support her, so she joined classes where translators were needed for American students and received tuition free.

Then she fetched up in the studio of Fernand Léger. He took one look at her drawings and presciently told her she was a sculptor, not a painter. When she opened a print shop beside her father"s tapestry gallery, Louis again helped his daughter on the grounds that she had entered the world of commerce. But one day Goldwater walked in, bought a couple of Picasso prints from her and, as she put it: "In between talks about surrealism and the latest trends, we got married." It was 1938 and they sailed to the United States, where he resumed his job as professor of art at New York University.

After he had died, in 1974, she said that he had never deceived her, never lost his temper, and supported her throughout the marriage - but she also cast aspersions on the profession of art history and the boredom of discussions of something she saw as a male usurpation of the real business of art. It sounds less like an affair of the heart than a refuge in need.

In 1958 they moved to a brownstone at West 22nd Street in Chelsea where she both worked and lived for the rest of her life."I am an American artist, not a French one," she remarked in later life, but although she took American citizenship in her own right in 1955 and spent most of her very long life there, nothing about her work is much like the bravura one-off confidence of American artists as far apart as Pollock or Johns or Warhol, which, in any case, she dismissed as macho art.

Her own work derives from the body, or rather, from her perception of the body: she labelled one distorted torso, with many orifices and breast like shapes, swollen and distended, a self portrait because that, she said, was how she felt about her physical self, and by extension, how women generally felt even while they studied Vogue or Harpers. Bourgeois had her first solo show of paintings in 1945 at the highly regarded Bertha Schaefer gallery in New York and then took part in two group shows, at the Whitney Museum of American Art and Peggy Guggenheim's gallery (which was to figure prominently in the success of the abstract expressionists). These paintings were far from negligible; in fact, painting for painting it could be persuasively argued that her 1944 canvas Natural History, a symbolical representation in blood colours of female fecundity, is better than equivalent early works by Rothko and Pollock. As always, this canvas was based on her own experience.

Soon after their marriage, she and Goldwater returned briefly to France to adopt a French boy, Michel, because she had convinced herself that she could not conceive. Within a year, in 1940, she had given birth to another son, Jean-Louis, and in 1941 another, Alain. Her first two shows of sculpture were in 1949 and 1950, tall abstract figures in groups, a bit like giant clothes pegs, and carved in balsa wood because it was soft and possible to work without noise or dirt to disturb a young family. They might just have been inspired by Giacometti, but in these as in all her other work she is a true original.

After 1950 she went the full decade without showing, though MoMa bought one of her pieces; in 1960 she was in shows in Paris and at the Whitney, then in 1966 the critic Lucy Lippard, who, like so many New Yorkers, had known her effectively as Goldwater's appendage, saw her work, was astonished by it, and included it in the show she was organising called Eccentric Abstraction.

From then Mrs Goldwater's star was in the ascendant. Bourgeois put down her original conviction of her infertility to hysteria, and Arch of Hysteria is one of her most compelling sculptural images; it recurs in her work in the 1990s as a horizontal body, either male or female, arching its back in orgasm or pain or both. "The subject of pain is the business I am in," she has written, and one of her arches is set in a cell, one of a sequence of unimaginably bleak spaces, one would have said, except that she imagined them.

At the same time she was capable of remarkably beautiful work like her Topiary pieces, wonderland trees of steel blossoming with blue beads and supported on a trunk which is a little girl in a real shift, like Degas's little dancers: an Ovidian metamorphosis of power and charm combined.

And then she went back to her past with some remarkable tapestry and fabric pieces. There are a couple of strikingly exotic male heads in tapestry and orgiastic groups like the yards and yards of erotic Hindu relief sculptures on Lakshmana temple in Khajuraho, but Bourgeois's figures are made of terry towelling and look like innocent soft toys. 'Through all this she was seeking not so much for the individual as for an archetype. All those breasts and bellies, half human, half beast, have their origin in the most ancient of fertility sculptures, the little oolitic limestone Michelin figure of around 24,000 years BC, the so called Willendorf Venus. Just as she showed women as the irreducible sum of their organs, so she made a latex sculpture that is clearly the male genitalia but which she called Fillette (little girl, possibly because her little girlhood, like Simone de Beauvoir's, was the period of total ignorance and fear of sex common to the time and class she was born into). She tucked this piece under her arm like a handbag and took it with her to be photographed by Robert Mapplethorpe.

She never rated photographers but co-operated with them well, from the early family snapshots and the pictures of her as a young New Yorker with hip-length hair to this session that yielded the wonderful image of Bourgeois in a black coat like a great bird and with an unreadable, faintly sinister smile on her beautiful ancient face sculpted with the eroded grooves of age.

In the late 1990s she began using the spider as a central image. Beside her huge steel watchtowers in the Tate project of 1999-2000 was a 35 foot spider, much loved by children; there was another gigantic spider a little later in the Rockefeller Plaza in New York, and smaller spiders cropped up in her Cell pieces. Art could hardly get less classical, and that was of course the point. The children knew what Bourgeois was about. These arachnids were called Maman, and though the spinning they represented was also a metaphor for the activity of art, Bourgeois made them in remote tribute to Joséphine, the put upon, patient, inventive, tireless mother.

Bourgeois's studio manager reported that she continued working until last week. Two of her sons, Alain and Jean-Louis, survive her, but her adopted son, Michel, died before her.

• Louise Bourgeois, painter and sculptor, born 25 December 1911; died 31 May 2010

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Texas to Louisiana

Texas to Louisiana
The Drive was Gorgeous, Trees Trees and more Trees!

Texas was such a joy and a successful Sculpting stop. I’ve seen lots, made some great connections met tons of great sculptors and am excited to reunite with them in the future. Now, I’m headed to Louisiana and New Orleans to check out the French quarter. I have a week to burn before my next workshop and my Mom flew out to join me on a fun detour.


So Sunday began with a great start in Dallas TX. We headed over to the Nasher Sculpture Center where I was so excited to see they had several Giacometti Sculptures as well as some of his drawings. This was the first time I’d seen any of his drawings in person.


Giacometti was the first artist I truly felt a connection with his work. Initially in college I was overwhelmed by his “architectural” drawings of his portraits. I absolutely loved them and then discovered his sculpture. To this day I very much enjoy and relate to his sculpture but just love his portrait drawings.


The Nasher had a great collection with everything from Rodin’s Age of Bronze in plaster to a cubist portrait sculpture by Picasso to a Miro, a Segal and Henry Moore. The sculpture garden really impressed me and I just loved the water piece’s they incorporated. The over all atmosphere was stimulating and encompassing. I loved it.

Rodin's Age of Bronze in Plaster
Picasso's Cubist portrait

The Garden was awesome. It had a wonderful atmosphere, calm and expansive. The work was positioned well and I enjoyed the water pieces and landscape especially. What a great find!

This was an interactive figure sculpture of a crouching man we could actually stand inside. The exterior form was made up of numbers.

So after the Nasher we hit the road and headed toward Jefferson TX (a quick stopover). I-20 took us thru Texas, a nice lazy drive for several hours. We wanted to stretch our legs and pulled over at the East Texas Oil Museum in Kilgore TX. It was only 20 minutes till close but we ran around and saw the place no problem. It was interesting and creepy at the same time. In the first part it was cool with lots of antique objects and cars etc but once you went into the recreated town are...there were all these scenes created with life-size stuffed dummy's seated or smoking etc. and the lighting was dim and it just made me laugh. Mom got cornered by the elderly volunteer docent who gave her a great run down of all the events of the oil boom etc.., there was some major flood or something all the car's were stuck in the mud~

Here's the creepy town area.

We ended up in Jefferson TX that evening enjoying the historic town where the buildings are the originally built ones back in the day and the streets are lined with antique shops.

We stopped for a meal at the Hamburger Store and we were "fixin" for some of their pie! Claimed to be the best Homemade Pies in East Texas~ obviously it was because they were sold out! The inside was quaint and fun with dollar bills covering almost every square inch of the walls~
Check out this old school wagon next to my cool rig in the town square3Louisiana_..fferson.jpg!

The next day after a bit of Antique shopping, we went to Caddo Lake, a small but very worth while detour. Check out these pictures! It was a warm day with a great breeze and just so comfortable.

Watch out! this sign is no joke~ all kinds of critters can be found looking for a quick appietizer especially the gators!


We’d been told they have used this lake in all kinds of movies etc because its so scenic with a mysterious feel. Wow what a great location. The ground was so soft and mulch like due to all the rain we’d been having. There were some locals out fishing and had caught some catfish right in front of us. Nature was all a buzz around us as we were looking out for any crazy creatures out for a mid morning snack. We didn’t see any gators or anything but this swamp like area made us keep our eyes open for sure!

Yes I went picture Crazy but its hard to describe how beautiful and serene this place was~



I loved these roots sitcking up from the ground and the shadow shapes were amazing~

After Caddo Lake we hit the road for another couple hours toward Shreveport LA. It was just a beautiful sunny day with big white fluffy clouds and a gorgeous drive on some small country highway roads full of green trees, fun old barns and quaint little towns spread far apart in the middle of nowhere! So of course that means its time for a Tire to Blow Out!


Yes and of course it happens when my Mama is with me! Thank goodness it wasn’t as traumatic as some may be imagining. I was able to quickly pull over and there was just enough room along the side of the road to change it… it was the back left trailer tire.


I had the jack and the spare tire out and was just about to change it when this huge new Ford F350 truck pulled up along side us. This nice man leans out and to say “young lady (long pause) you gotta spare tire?” I said yes and he pulled over and changed the tire in 6 minutes flat! It was great to have a helping hand and he wouldn’t even accept a small offering of $$ for his time. Now that’s southern hospitality. So my first Tire Blowout only took 12 minutes total off our schedule! That was some awesome luck!

I was a bit disappointed because I was all ready to show my Mama my tire changing skills that I had practiced back home just for this reason but I’m sure there will be other opportunities. What a nice man to stop and help!


We stopped in Shreveport LA and bought 2 more spare tires grabbed some lunch and headed to Baton Rouge LA for a good nights rest and what turned out to be the worst mexican dinner we had ever had, and then on to New Orleans and the French Quarter!

This place is so unique and beautiful we just drove the French Quarter checking things out and trying to find a place to park~ thank goodness I ditched the trailer at the hotel or else we'd be in trouble.

We found the market cafe right away and loved the live music as we crused the streets looking for a good lunch.

This chef was hilarious drawing people in by describing the house meals and was just a naturally funny guy~

The Muddy Mississippi with huge barges~

There was just too many great places to eat at, it was hard to choose but we ended up at Stanleys and I had my first Oysters over eggs bennedict. Not too bad if I say so myself~ Yum!

This was the view from Stanleys looking out onto the Square. Look at those clouds~ awesome and fluffy but it was hot and humid~

We drove passed the superdome

and checked out the town a bit.


Then it was time for some night life and Music!New_Orlean..Quarter.jpg2New_Orlean..Quarter.jpg8New_Orlean..Quarter.jpg
Gotta love the Beads~

I wrestled an alligator...and of course won~ we went out for pints later.

Bourbon street was all a buzz with a good amount of people and live music. I cant imagine what it must be like during mardi gras!

This group just played and played as the crowd grew and grew. The energy was electric~

this is a bumper sticker is on the top of a bicycle seat. Appropriate huh~

This was a great life-size Bronze piece at the top end of Bourbon st paying tribute to a homeless man I believe but I couldnt find out more info anywhere on the internet. Still it was a nice piece.

So the next day I was determined to see an old School Cemetery so while getting turned around and lost quite a bit on some beautiful treelined streets we stumbled upon it.


These Old Cemeteries are just so amazing and expansive. We only saw a quarter of the entire place that extened to across the street and onward. Its quite an indiscribable feeling you get as you walk thru the place reading all the names and blurbs about these complete strangers lives. Its quite an experience.

Another cool experience was driving across the Causeway north bound as we were headed out of town. It took at least 25 minutes to cross with trailer in tow I took it slow and steady. Its quite a feat to see no land across this realitively skinny bridge completely surrounded by water!
Yes we could not see land for miles and miles and miles. It got windy too and pushed the trailer a bit. My Mom was tense and once we saw land on the far side she finally admitted that she was very worried that we'd get a blow out or car trouble and be stuck in the middle of this two lane Hwy with NO Emergency lane! It crossed my mind as well but thankfully we got across unscathed. Phew! What an amazingly huge feat to accomplish the creation of this massive bridge.

New Orleans was an awesome place to visit and explore and I cant wait to return to see more in the future!

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Oklahoma to Texas

Texas April 7th-11th 2010


So my drive from Oklahoma City Ok to Dallas was an easy one. Just a straight shot down I-35 but it was very windy so that always makes things interesting especially towing a trailer. I saw tons of factories again and lot and lots of open land. I pulled over to this rest stop and checked out this WWII Memorial Monument. It really personalized it to see all the soldiers’ names on the placards surrounding the piece.


I liked how this trucker has two plates...Alaska and Canada I think... I see lots of trucks so forgive me~



I loved the silhouettes of these trees. They were everywhere and just looked awesome.

So on arrival to Dallas I was greeted by this crazy maze of overpasses and off ramps that is completely confusing and I’m from LA where the freeway system is intense but this really made me laugh. I’m sure when you get used to it, it’s not that bad but every off ramp had you exit right to end up left or vice versa. So to say the least I went in circles several times and that is with a GPS taboot! It kept telling me to keep left then veer right to exit left in a quarter mile. Nice~

Unfortunately these pic's dont do it justice but you'll just have to take the ride sometime to see for yourself. It didnt help that I was staying right off this offramp and got turned around alot!

I cruised the area of north Dallas that day checking out the beautiful homes and huge estates and came across George W. Bush’s Church and wasn’t surprised to see how huge it was.


3 services every Sunday in 3 different locations on the campus (one sanctuary, one contemporary, and one other space, times 3 services) that’s 9 services each Sunday! Yikes. The area surrounding is beautiful with gorgeous old homes/ estates with great old tree lined streets. I really loved the trees. Super old twisted and cool looking.

I was so happy to enjoy a great dinner and visit with Gene and Betty Chupik who I hadn’t seen in years since Hanne & Don’s wedding. We went over fun pictures and got to hear all kinds of fun embarrassing stories of Don’s youth! It was very entertaining and great to see family off on my long journey and have a home cooked meal with fresh asparagus from their own garden! I’m so spoiled~ I’m bummed to see I never got a picture of our visit.

Friday April 9th I headed over to Collin County Community College in Plano TX to present my lecture on “The Speed in which Form Turns”. I’ve worked really hard on honing that presentation so the PowerPoint flows just right with the information. Visuals are so important when explaining my kind of Sculpting Method and Techniques and I was very pleased with the turn out.


We had a great crowd and they gave me a model to demonstrate from as I lectured. It was fast and furious lecturing and sculpting at the same time but the demo gave them the speeded up version of how I lay down notes of clay and the construction of it all along with the info. The students were very enthusiastic and received the information well. They asked great questions and the 2 ½ hour lecture/demo flew by! We could have gone on much longer with the Q & A but I had to head over to my next workshop.


The College’s Facilities were impressive. They have lots of space in the sculpting room, a separate ceramics room with an entire room for glazing. Then they had a fully equipped woodshop as well as an extensive out door kiln area and gorgeous Gallery. The best part in each room was a mega large flat screen TV that I got to show my PowerPoint presentation on. It looked great!


This was the Outside Kiln area and they had 3 electric kilns inside as well.


The sculpting room and wood shop next door


A great casting room~


...and of course the wheel throwing area. Things had just been picked up because they are between semesters.


That day I then had to rush off to begin my Sold Out (yes I’m gloating) Workshop in Richardson TX at The Bonny Studio. They even had a waiting list! I was so happy to hear there’s such interest in the area for sculpting.


What a great group. Several had turned up the Wednesday evening prior to hear my shorter instructional lecture so they were geared up and ready for clay!

We talked armatures and secured their angled posts to their baseboards and off we went.


Our model Rhia Davis, did a great job posing a for our Portrait sculpting workshop that Friday and Saturday. The Sculptors all began with the profile and with skeptical looks on their faces, they dove in to the drawing in space method of sculpting.


This style of sculpting is not the norm but is definitely the most effective method I’ve come across and have adapted it entirely in my work. Studying Silhouettes and Reading Light is just the beginning and I really enjoy introducing it to others.

Here's some of our results where many of these new sculptors had never touched clay before!

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Texas was such a joy full of enthusiastic Sculptors!

Thank You Texas!


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