I recently went to an outdoor women's camp & one evening we had some free time to do crafts. I ended up making a necklace from wire. It was a B***H to twist & mold it! What a mean little medium it is. I wonder how these artists feel about wire? Their creations are beautiful, yes? Such an industrial feel to some, but the subject matter is so feminine and soft...
These are great, NR! Such an interesting juxtaposition of something as strong as the steel wire with delicate human and animal shapes with an ethereal quality! Amazing. I can just imagine how tough it is to work with this medium. Now I saw a little light next to Share Your Art, so I'm hoping to find your necklace there!! Very intrigued about this women's camp you've been to... could we hear a little about that in the Red Tent please? Fluffing up my cushion!
Beautiful selections. The medium is so different from the result with its smooth flow - it almost looks easy. (We know differently!) Thanks for posting these amazing works! They are so inspired and interesting. Do you all think the deer is appearing or disappearing?
I can't resist you, Dee, so I have explained my experience over in the tent. I planned to share it-I wish I could have brought all of you in my pocket! I'm sure you get the same feeling when you attend all your various camps. Such a wonderful vibe.
Good question about the deer. I want her to be appearing, but I feel in my heart that she is disappearing. I just can't unsee it!
"And Light Fell On Her Face Through Heavy Darkness" is a sculpture about hope. I bent 125 steel bars by hand to create the piece, which stands over 6 feet tall.
From the side, a mass of curved steel looms over the viewer like a chaotic black wave. As the viewer walks around the sculpture, the changing shapes of light between the steel bars create the sense that the sculpture is moving, until the main image of the piece suddenly emerges: a face. The face, somehow lit through the mass of darkness surrounding it, seems to effortlessly keep that same darkness at bay. To me, this is like hope -- a fragile and eternally present gaze upward that quietly emerges from the dark.
It's great to see it from a shifting perspective, how it comes into its own:
On the Gavin Worth piece~my mind was furiously trying to make sense of it from the posterior view. Loved how the camera slowly pans around the sculpture until BOOM, her face appears. Beautiful. (I'm also craving Mexican food... )