Florida Palm tree leaf branches on canvas
5’ x 4’
The Bronze Stole, a part of the vestments worn by Episcopal priests, also bring a flood of memories. As a child I would watch my father prepare for a service, the gesture of kissing the cross on the nape of the neck of the stole before proceeding into the sanctuary is part of the ritual I wanted to create in a “living” memorial.
The entire process was a study in mold making. It took an entire year to determine the outer pine box mold, the gating engineering necessary to allow the molten metal to pass across the thin negative space, venting, all aspects of bronze casting.
Bronze on burlap with found chairs
Four Part Diptych
6’ x 3’ each
Altar of worn found chairs under a glimpse of first castings, with castings on painted burlap.
Bronze relief
9”w x 8”d x 7”h
“I may let go, he will not.”
Starting with my bronze work, it became important to bear witness to my father's final chapter of life. I was studying fine art and had access to the university foundry. Dad’s Hands, are a lost wax technique creating a bass relief sculpture. Hands are personal, the way they are held ties back to personal stories during my childhood.