Monday, February 19, 2007

if this land could talk.

The house has been torn down, as the bricks holding the 1830 portion, crumbled when you touched them. I know a lot of you are devistated that this home was not saved, but it would have cost millions to put it back together.




As I was walking up to see where the house once stood, I saw this, laid purposefully in the dirt. One of the demolition guys must have found it, and placed it where John would find it.


This perspective could not be seen when the house was up.


Along with the house, the old horse barn (John built) was taken down. All wood, every bed, comforter, desk, even wine bottle that was left and completely unusable was burned and buried. There is much in this ground that was once living and now once again, part of the land. It's a comforting concept to me.


All of my tops glazed, but not fired. They look like chess pieces to me.


Drew with Roxy. She thinks she is a lap dog, I can't say that we're all that discouraging.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

I spent the night in a tent because of the ice on the roads. Along the boys in "shanty town", I slept (in my own tent) while the ice covered every branch outside. It was not nearly as painful as I had imagined, but I don't do it every night. They do.

What I woke up to.....

I can't say these are the most original compositions, but how could you pass this up?


After the sun came out and melted all of the ice within a short time, the sky became incredible.

I found this structure (anyone know what it is?), and fell in love with the surface and form of it.

more of my favorite structures.



Wednesday, February 7, 2007

I have been finding dead animals around on my daily walks. Deer, a dog, a turkey. Like the burned house, the sight of such death is sad, but oddly serene. I find the decomposition process really facinating. So much so, that I brought an (already) detached deer leg back to the studio to draw, when I finished, I put it on a high table outside (so the dogs wouldn't get it) to watch it decompose.


There is such immense elegance in a deer leg. Even when the rest of the deer is mangled (from other animals feeding), the leg is still mostly whole (including hair). I have seen this in both dead deer I have found.