Those of us who delight in scavenging in nature experience profound delight when an object catches our eye. We pick it up, examine it, consider it, and if it passes scrutiny, it gets placed into a bag and eventually carried home. It might be a smooth stone, a piece of wood, a bone, or a bit of string that has weathered over time. It might be a long piece of bull kelp that has washed ashore, or a rusty relic long altered from its original form. Alone it stands for little, having no intrinsic value, but imagination elevates it to an essential component of a composite form. One of my most cherished places is Hornby Island, a Northern Gulf Island that is blessed with sand beaches, rocky beaches, sun bleached driftwood, and a mountain on the island that has an extensive network of trails. It is where I go to do most of my scavenging spending days combing all the different landscapes for the raw materials of my sculptural constructs. From walking and looking and finding, to considering, imagining and finally creating a finished form, I celebrate the entire process. It brings me an unparalleled joy and feeling of peace like no other.
An object endowed with special powers to protect or bring good fortune.
Height: (from Left to Right)
11”, 9”, 11”
Ceramic, kelp, bone, beads, metal, shell