Despite the glorious weather, I had an indoor activity planned for yesterday. I took an art class with a local wire sculptor, Devin Mack. The first time I met him a year ago, I watched him create part of a large, detailed sculpture of a female trapeze artist while hardly even glancing at his hands. He stood staring at some place in his brain and bent each piece into place. The spine and ribcage emerged as I watched, completely recognizable as human.
I just took a moment to look to see what he has on-line, and I found a time lapse video of him making The Aerialist at AnnMarie Sculpture Garden. I wasn't aware he was being photographed, and lo and behold thirty seconds into the video I appear for two seconds, wearing the same polar fleece I am wearing right now. At Devin Mack's Website you can watch him create the trapeze artist without him having to consult any reference or drawing.
|Winter Tree, 20 gauge copper wire sculpture|
My tree sculpture from the class isn't quite finished, it needs a bit more crimping on the ends and balancing of the branches, but here it is.
|Bug Hunters in Repose|
They are predicting snow the day of the class, which won't be fun since to get to there I will have to cross the Bay Bridge, which is on the list of the scariest bridges in the US. It is like being on a road suspended high in the air by nothing, you see nothing off the sides, just a jersey barrier and then nothing (for five miles), add wind, heavy traffic, and crazy, aggressive drivers trying to make the experience as short as possible by driving as fast as possible, and it makes for an all too memorable experience. I'd rather drive the George Washington Bridge in NYC on a Friday night, in the rain/sleet (like I did last December) than take this one on a sunny day.
The chickens are blissfully ignorant of the coming snow, they are scratching in the flower bed, exposing the just beginning to sprout daffodils. They have become much more productive now that the weather has improved. I was able to take a frittata to a potluck yesterday that contained fifteen eggs with a few eggs left over and then found three more this morning, one still warm. Time to to check behind the hedges to see if there are any that I have missed...