Rumplestiltskin, This Little Lamb Chop, unfinished

 This is a piece I am working on right now, based on the Anne Sexton Transformations poem "Rumplestiltskin".
I am going to work on a companion piece today based another of her Transformations poems.

Newly Rich, 22" x 30", Pen and Marker on Paper

O Seasons, O Chateau, 22" x 30", Pen and Marker on Paper

O Season, O Chateau,  22" x 30", Work in Progress

This is the companion piece to the drawing "Newly Rich".  I hope to have them both done by next week.

Newly Rich, In progress drawing, 22" x  30"

I have a show at the University of Montana opening at the end of February, so I am trying to get a couple of large drawings done. Here is the start of one of the new ones. I also hope I can get one more diorama made for it as well.

Dream Pitfall

Dream Pitfall, 13.5" x 13.5", Pen, Marker, Paint, Wood

This is another submission to the Atari Aesthetic Show that will be at Brink Gallery.  Pitfall was a game I have a lot of memories of, and I always felt like the lack of sophistication in the computer graphics of Atari allowed my imagination to fill in the blanks more.

Montana Arts Council 2011 Artist's Innovation Award

I heard really great news yesterday.  I was chosen, along with five other artists, to receive an Artist's Innovation Award.  Also, I heard that I was selected to have a solo show at the University of Montana's gallery this spring.  I have a lot of ideas cooking for new drawings, installations, and sculptures, and I am so excited for the new year!

http://art.mt.gov/artists/artists_innovation.asp

The Dramatic Voyage of Flossy

I forgot to post this awhile back.  It's a portion of a talk I did last November about my body of work, "The Dramatic Voyage of Flossy" at the Dana Gallery in Missoula, MT.

The Babysitter, 1982

This is a sculpture I just finished as a submission to a show about the Atari Aesthetic.  I loved playing Air Sea Battle when I was little.  I was also fascinated with older kids and mystified by what they liked, what they listened to, and what they wore.  This is a piece based on the excitement of being in bed while a a babysitter is on the other side of the door, doing mysterious and wonderful things.
Bear with me though, I need to seriously work on photographing my 3D work!

Clay figures for a new sculpture!

These are clay figrues that will be in placed in a larger diorama. The piece is going to be called "Babysitting 1982". I hope to have it finished in the next couple of days!

Portrait of a Seashore

This is a companion drawing to the diorama I just did.

Sells Seashells on the Seashore...

This is a little creature that I've created in a diorama. The figure is roughly 12" tall. He is made out of polymer clay and found objects.  I am currently working on an accompanying drawing.  I have a desire to do more 2-D pieces based on my own 3-D work.  

Portrait of a young girl living a day of her life in the belly of the beast

Portrait of a young girl living a day of her life in the belly of the beast.

New drawing in progress

Portrait of a young girl living a day of her life in the belly of the beast.

The Song of the Little Hunter II

The Song of the Little Hunter II,
pen and marker on paper, 11" x 15"

The Song of the Little Hunter I

Finally finished the first of the Hunter companion pieces, and am anxious to work on the next one this afternoon!

The Song of the Little Hunter
Pen and Marker on paper, 11" x 15"

The Song of the Little Hunter II Black and White, unfinished.

The Song of the Little Hunter II

The Song of the Little Hunter Black and White, unfinished.

The Song of the Little Hunter I

My new pet!

This is my new mummified squirrel!  He doesn't have a name yet, but he'll be sure to show up in lots of my drawings!

The Song of the Little Hunter

The Song of the Little Hunter, in progress

I am working on two drawings currently, based loosely on the beautiful poem by Rudyard Kipling, "The Song of the Little Hunter".

Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry,

  Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer,
Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh--
  He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!            
Very softly down the glade runs a waiting, watching shade,
  And the whisper spreads and widens far and near.
And the sweat is on thy brow, for he passes even now--
  He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!

Ere the moon has climbed the mountain, ere the rocks are ribbed with light,
  When the downward-dipping trails are dank and drear,
Comes a breathing hard behind thee--snuffle-snuffle through the night--
  It is Fear, O Little Hunter  it is Fear,  
On thy knees and draw the bow; bid the shrilling arrow go;
  In the empty, mocking thicket plunge the spear!
But thy hands are loosed and weak, and the blood has left thy cheek--              
  It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear!

When the heat-cloud sucks the tempest, when the slivered pine-trees fall,
  When the blinding, blaring rain-squalls lash and veer,
Through the war-gongs of the thunder rings a voice more loud than all--
  It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear! 
Now the spates are banked and deep; now the footless boulders leap--
  Now the lightning shows each littlest leaf--rib clear--
But thy throat is shut and dried, and thy heart against thy side 
  Hammers: Fear, O Little Hunter--this is Fear!           

Flic en Flac, pen on paper with collage, 15"x 23"

This is a piece I just finished this past week.  I am doing a series on three islands: Mauritius, Mascarene, and the Rodrigues.  This is the piece about Mauritius and the dodo bird.