I am carving nocturnally in this dark season even as it also waxes toward spring…
Above shows a progression of the blocking-out process to begin the carving of a bell wax. Sawing & filing out of the raw solid a rough “canvas” onto which I can begin the searching drawing process to find the specifications which might render a bell. I’ve written about this process here.
Hummingbird has eluded me for years. Indeed, I’m not certain I’ve quite synthesized into static sculpture such blurr as seems better seen in one’s imagination…
I’ve also been meditating into a bell for Equal Rights Washington
I relish these periods of solitude when I can hold in my mind the tenuously evolving form in ways deeper than the never distant actual wax… which, as I turn it ’round, must hold only its current form. Condensing my idea from all its previous forms, I find myself wondering whether I am pilot steering a process or the tool of some tide…