I had this weird thing happen yesterday as I was working on this sculpture. I got a book at the library on Mexican Santos carvings and after seeing all the Jesus art yesterday, I had this idea to put Jesus in one of my barns. I had a photo of a sitting Santos that I was sort of using as a model, but the more I worked on it the more it became this lonely boy in an abandoned house. Then I cut the windows out and as the afternoon light came in through the windows, strange light and shadow starting happening on this thing. I got really emotional thinking about this lonely abandoned child, and had to walk away, I came in the house with tears in my eyes and told Wes about it. She said, "that is so cool, that your work is doing that to you". I wish the camera didn't change what I see, this house looks much better in person, the camera seems to distort angles a bit.
I'm not that great at human sculpture, I get the proportions all wrong. I'm just sort of winging it here, but this little guy is really interesting to me. While I'm working on these houses I have a lot of thoughts about the past, more than you would ever need to know, and it gets very emotional. Much as I would love to make functional bowls and mugs, this is where I am being drawn so this is the path I am trying to stay on right now to see where it leads. My wheel is sitting clean and unused, hopefully one day I'll get back to it, but for some reason, this is where I feel compelled to be right now, so I'm going with it.