Death has taken on a whole new meaning out here. It has become less nostalgic, and more a part of the cycle of life. I was tempted to bury this deer, then realized the turkey vultures need to eat.


Casting a dead baby deer may seem unethical to some, to others-it immortalizes it. To me, I couldn't help but create a piece of porcelain that captures its elegant form.


A drawing of Roxy looking through a brightly lit doorway.


A hummingbird came in, attracted to the flickering fluorescent lights. He burned himself and died a while later. The colors on his neck were some I'd never seen on an animal, in person. They changed drastically, depending on your perspective.


After casting a deer leg, I began throwing the slab to flatten and reuse it...it began to look like an archeological dig.


A black snake sunning himself in the middle of the road. I thought the line he was creating was lovely.


Simon was our French resident. He came and left in a month. He was refreshingly goofy.


2 cows silhouettes looked like one long, many legged animal when I first came over the hill. Neither of these photos created the result I wanted, but the blurriness and bug guts on the windshield may be better.



Our second tomatoe from our garden!