What follows are images of the work I made at the Haystack Mountain School of Crafts this past June. With the exception of the last piece, which measured around 15 x 15,” each is a small table-top sculpture measuring no more than 5″ at its longest or tallest . Instead of talking about the work, at the end of this post I have included the 27 lines Warren Seelig asked us to write. I will let that speak for the pieces.
to swallow
to gulp, slowly, then frantically
a pounding (rocks)
to pounce, and leap, the way pathways are made winding through geographic puzzles and mazes
i sat and the waves tried to erode me like everything else but i wouldn’t let them; still i sat still
we surge, ebb
laughing, an open mouth, having invisible eyes and faces
playground, a playset, a rollercoaster, jungle gym, emphasis on the jungle
spirits
the ghosts, ancestors
prayer till three in the morning
a caricature
to flicker: flicker of a smile or a wink
or the tilt of a hat (a very small hat)
as moss, lichen
growths
arching backs and rolling necks
posing (for portraits)
curiosities, looking, being looked at, to stare
stillness- to freeze and hold one’s breath
a priest
a queen (or the queen)
a table and a confidant
gathered
a conversation, a conversation with a collection
chatter
taking form, being born, coming into being, the act of
