This is another one of my sculptures made in MDF; about 12" long and 4" high. It was fun to do but I'm not happy with it. It reflects the hazard of buying a house/bungalow on the coast where the land is being eroded away. It is unfinished but will probably change anyway when I get back to college and get my hands on the saw; the cliff side isn't right, it is too curved and soft. I think I shall sharpen it up or redo it completely. There is something about the 3D workshop and the smell of the wood that I like; my Dad could make anything with his hands, from tiny pieces of metalwork beautifully crafted to items of furniture, sometimes using a lathe and always to a very high standard. I wonder if he would have liked my work, he would have come up with a few ideas of his own I'm sure. It is sad that he isn't here to see it but I do feel 'at home' with the sawdust everywhere and the way the wood or plaster waits for you to 'do' something with it, it excites me more than I ever thought was possible. He would have asked "What about your painting"? to which I would reply "Plenty of time for that"!!! and there is...perhaps. I have found myself doing 3D work and I like it a lot, it is the way that the material looks that is either right or wrong to my eye that I find so great; you have to work it to know. A sketch can help in the initial stages with structure and size but I now understand that you have to 'draw' with the material too.
Wednesday, 7 April 2010
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