I managed to finish a sculpture this week, in spite of the weather (I am so ready for this winter to be over).
The idea came to me about a month ago, during an extra-long drive home. It grabbed me by the hair and demanded that I order a new mannequin. Then it took me to an antique store to shop for kitchen tools. It demanded an eggbeater. It rummaged through my studio and claimed an old wishbone and a little Russian doll.
I started working as soon as the mannequin arrived. And now I am finished.
I have a queue of ideas that stretches back 10 years. It’s unheard-of for me to have a new idea and start working on it immediately and complete the piece within a month. I’m not quite sure what to make of it. My head is still spinning.
More pictures later, when I’ve had some time to live with it.