Sculpture and Murals

Lady of Life - Plaster

The Rose - Ceramic

Turee Furogg - Wood

Male Torso - Plaster/ Wood base

Mohawk Honda - Wall Mural

Middle bay - Just beginning

All bays - Completed

Right bay - Completed

Middle bay - Completed

Left bay - Completed

I originally would make these roses from Play-Doh, but when I got to colllege I started sculpting them out of clay. I had a friend, Ted Harris, that was a ceramics major and he fired them for me.  He had a technique of covering the roses with sand to protect the very thin petals from breaking in the firung process.  I would paint them in various colors and sell them in the Student Union during the Holiday season. It was a great way to make Christmas money, and they also worked well as presents. Occasionally I still make the roses, however I use Scuply now.

Ceramic and Gouche

Front view- Plaster

Side view- Plaster

I love to sculpt. I wish I had a proper studio to do more of it in. Anyways, with this sculpture I had sketched the female figure and then broke it down to the simplest form. After various sketches, this was my favorite. I sculpted it from a big block of plaster, and them coated the finished figure with whole milke to seal it and give it that glossy appearance.

I am not sure where it is today, I had donated it to be auctioned off for charity. I am hoping that where ever it is, somebody is taking good care of it.

Front view- Wood

Side/ Front view- Wood

Side/ Front view- Plaster

Front view- Plaster

Back view- Plaster

This scuplture is one of my favorites. I sketched the design, which was inspired by alien life and a tree frog. Laminated blocks of wood together, and then shaped and finished it with a satin paint.  There is actually a foam version of this out there that I created for a test. One of my classmate in school loved this sculpture so much he wanted to buy it. Unable to part with the original I gave him the foam one. Hopefully he still has it, and it hasn't been damaged.

This sculpture did not come out the way I first envisioned it, and it was kind of fitting to what was going on in my life at the time. The events in life, and the way I looked at my art changed at this point in time. I had always strived for a very finished and polished look with my work. We had a great model, and I sculpted the initial figure out of clay. It was perfect. Next we made had to mold it and cast it out of plaster. Everything was working out great until I broke the mold apart and noticed that the plaster did not flow consistantly throughout the mold. It was breakng apart. I was devastated. All my hard work was crumbling before my eyes. Similar to my life at that time. I was broke, starving, and very exhausted. It was the end of the Winter Semester, and this needed to be finished for my final grade. After staring at it for a while, I realized that the imperfections made it look more beautiful. I began to love the defects, especially on the back of the shoulder. I then decided to go with the broken looked and aged it using the milk and the clay resin that was still embodied in the sculpture.

The day of the critque, the teacher brought in coffe and bagels. Prior to that day I hated bagels and coffee, but from lack of food for a few weeks, I never tasted anything that was so good before in my life. To this day I love coffee.

This was monumental project that I took on for a local car dealership. The mural took me about 2 months to paint. Not only was I working a full time job, I had broken my tailbone at work and was contending with a nasty cold. It was not fun. There was alot of area to cover by myself, but I kept thinking in my head, "If Michelangelo can paint the Sistine Chapel by himself, I can paint a few Indy cars on a wall." Unfortunatly, I drove by the other day and the wall was repainted white.

Made me sad. 

Simple Beginnings

My 7th grade art teacher, Mrs. Salish changed my life. I had no clue of what the Art World was about. All I cared about was rushing home after school to turn on the newest adventures of Voltron and eating ice cream. No clue that I even had any artitsic talent. I loved to draw, but never truly created anything. She opened my eyes to scuplture, drawing and the beauty of creating something from nothing.With her guidance, she helped me build one of my first sculptures that would earn me my very first art award, as well as having my work displayed at the New York State Museum. She noticed my love of art and creativity, and took the time to guide me. Her mentoring would enhance my mind, skills and imagination. Even until this day, everything that she showed me regarding how to draw and create I still use. I am forever in her debt for taking the time to help a mindless kid to grow and find his place in the world.  Thank you Mrs. Salish.

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