The human form is my favourite storyteller, my favourite poet. Each gesture is a thousand lines of text.
I made this piece expecting to do an addition of 9. Unfortunately, the moulds were destroyed in a wildfire that swept through the foundry in Southern Oregon. Thus, she is now 1 of 1. Somehow this back story seems appropriate because her resilience is at the heart of what I was trying to capture.
|Technique:||Bronze, Steel, Stone|
|Contents:||Sculpture, Figurine, Bronze, Statue, Wood|
|Edition:||Original, one of a kind artwork|
|Unframed Size:||36in x 6in|
Whistler, British Columbia