...or tries to...

Friday, May 23, 2014


Opening May 29th, at Blue Spiral 1 in Asheville, North Carolina!

Pollinator, celebrating the honeybee, the incredible creatures that work endlessly and tirelessly to support the world we take for granted, and whose loss would signal changes to our every day that we're just beginning to understand.

I'll be showing three sculptures:

Pollinating Biotope: Gold

Pollinating Biotope: Green

Pollinating Biotope: Blue

and three shadowboxes:

Bee Drift 1

Bee Drift 2

Bee Drift 3

June 1 -July 26

38 Biltmore Avenue
Asheville, North Carolina

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Flamingo Gardens

We traveled to Davie late last year, down south and way, way west, to Flamingo Gardens.
Where we saw the dozing, boiled-shrimp-pink symbols of Florida, (more often made of plastic and poked into front yard gardens). They aren't native birds, but they are Florida. Much like we are.

 I love any place with a Giant Orange:

and plants that seem made-up:

and trees and a cottage straight out of Grimm:

And peacocks where you would expect the squirrels to be.

And there's the white peacock, not albino, but born with a genetic mutation, leucism. He preens, he struts, he displays, but no other peacock pays him any attention. There's no point to it, I guess.

He's like a ghost there, of no use to the others, but so beautiful, maybe more beautiful, in his singularity. 

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

El Anatsui at the Bass

El Anatsui at the Bass Museum, twisted and pieced aluminum discards and elements of consumption transformed into cloth, transformed into sculpture, transformed into metaphors of history, colonialism,
modernity, biography. 
And they dazzle, and they dance.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

New Studio

New year, so many things between last year and now. But first, a new studio. The same room, re-made.

the latest in a series of ugly chairs, (jolie-laid, at best), it was
the last of its set at a resale shop. How was it orphaned?

You don't really need a certain room to make art, I worked on my coffee table for five years. But it can be a place where you keep things in and keep things out, a sieve for what matters to you. What ever that is.