tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62075110716308562782024-03-05T04:15:55.819-05:00Pat Gilmartin - Sculpture GalleryThis gallery shows a sample of some of the sculptures that I have done in the past. It is intended to give you an idea of my techniques and the subject matter that interests me. These sculptures are already sold.Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-67244808995224446832013-11-12T18:37:00.001-05:002013-11-12T18:37:10.016-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-25310042344783679802011-03-10T21:27:00.002-05:002011-03-10T21:36:26.209-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3haOW_Ie0PvkozGnGR3UNJYzHAOP-yFRcU7pGO8IJ0OkUtzdskaN5hObdLdwmRFc3ngtONYgdLZqzJ7blgQ_ORGYLyZfo02zPhX-VAcXsmlmU25BVARELv551_BTOczkr7t2OKDubYoCo/s1600/2+men+w+steel.a.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3haOW_Ie0PvkozGnGR3UNJYzHAOP-yFRcU7pGO8IJ0OkUtzdskaN5hObdLdwmRFc3ngtONYgdLZqzJ7blgQ_ORGYLyZfo02zPhX-VAcXsmlmU25BVARELv551_BTOczkr7t2OKDubYoCo/s320/2+men+w+steel.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582643831397703362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This sculpture is one of a series of pieces in which I have combined a found object (usually a piece of rusty metal) with two figural pieces made from clay. In each scene, the people are interacting with each other in some way, but it is not clear what is going on between them. In fact, the scenario is deliberately ambiguous so that the viewer can create their own interpretation of the narrative. I like the juxtaposition of the raw, rusty metal with the earthy textures and colors of the clay. And it is interesting how my ideas for the works emerge from the found pieces themselves; they suggested what the figures that go with them might look like. Seems like you would start with the human parts of the sculpture, but in this case, the humans turned out to be products of the found objects. Weird, huh?Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-67920780476016783062011-03-10T21:20:00.002-05:002011-03-10T21:26:06.564-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWs4nG7t4p7rd29-qHBl0oA0kOp2d1FS_itTx4uisKfKn4z9JH1DM88BV6yrUJPgkrRZLrCWYd2RvgvUmRpo4zdanitkFR-Rr22dyoX3Efr-ffVDDKGo12torRoesa38S8uajnr0P2OzOe/s1600/Pisces+a.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWs4nG7t4p7rd29-qHBl0oA0kOp2d1FS_itTx4uisKfKn4z9JH1DM88BV6yrUJPgkrRZLrCWYd2RvgvUmRpo4zdanitkFR-Rr22dyoX3Efr-ffVDDKGo12torRoesa38S8uajnr0P2OzOe/s320/Pisces+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582641807661520850" border="0" /></a><br />I just call this piece <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Pisces."</span> It is one of three fish sculptures I have done recently, and I especially like this one. (It sold right away too!) It is created of white earthenware which I gave a crackled surface to. The texture of the surface is highlighted with iron oxide, and the ultimate impression is of a sculpture carved of bone. I hope I can re-create this finish because it is so stunning. So often, though, even though you think you know exactly how you did something the first time, it seems to be impossible to get the same outcome again. We'll see .....Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-14845385805323079302009-12-02T21:17:00.002-05:002009-12-02T21:22:58.735-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Fq7cpcy28lu845gq87ycMvjUkkhm9dUiwyDNlVg8Op74pwMPRx9Ss1oWBnu_1WMcLF5IOzumNvL7lnyAtMpMjeb7xnODHXMgrn4g2UX2eINqMPRPkqiyV-WL5M62UWoKbX1QjfDVqqt0/s1600-h/crow-matic+quandry2+small.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Fq7cpcy28lu845gq87ycMvjUkkhm9dUiwyDNlVg8Op74pwMPRx9Ss1oWBnu_1WMcLF5IOzumNvL7lnyAtMpMjeb7xnODHXMgrn4g2UX2eINqMPRPkqiyV-WL5M62UWoKbX1QjfDVqqt0/s320/crow-matic+quandry2+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410828568099094802" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;">Crow-matic Quandry</span></span>. Here a pair of crows sit eyeing the black and white egg which rests between them.<br /><br />I made the piece for the fun of it, mostly, but I hope it might also lead people to think about the black, whites, and greys that make up our lives - where do they come from, how do they develop, and how do they affect us?<br /></div>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-6298988923489887542009-12-02T21:04:00.002-05:002009-12-02T21:08:34.544-05:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYL1wkhnx8om0Zu0PyyOnWRkkk5lwM_R_8e_iyr9W9HDsf0To2W16VPAXONXgWR_xKZObeGdJZNC2joanXvxu-QjLKNh_PRfs0zdE8G_5JdR95mZ8siHiTm4avdY83XGov5AkC9l1zmrX/s1600-h/fat+lady+brooch3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYL1wkhnx8om0Zu0PyyOnWRkkk5lwM_R_8e_iyr9W9HDsf0To2W16VPAXONXgWR_xKZObeGdJZNC2joanXvxu-QjLKNh_PRfs0zdE8G_5JdR95mZ8siHiTm4avdY83XGov5AkC9l1zmrX/s320/fat+lady+brooch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410825238389908226" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">When the Fat Lady Sings</span>. This is one of a series of sculptures I have done of generously-endowed singers. They could be into opera, gospel, or any other passionate musical style. Her head thrown back in full voice, this one wears an audacious rhinestone brooch at her plunging neckline. They are just fun to look at, and people who see them in my studio always have to smile at them.<br /><br />This one is an example of the series; I always try to keep 3 or 4 ready to go, but they change fairly consistently. This one is sold, but if you would like to see pictures of others currently in stock, please let me know via email.<br /><br />Height of figure about 8". <span style="font-weight: bold;">$125</span></div>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-23374557200124539542009-05-03T16:21:00.004-04:002009-05-03T16:30:04.359-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRNW-cwVhcNQ0n_DUeRVs-zFHGxWu3IWEEjirCiRUv8jqE-LsYG6q9S5Pu6ym-7fLXx55twvBP3wbU1q0tdDWQPrvOxitRWfDV9xYhYqQUb2lXNkyucI777xgcA-L71aZoPue3cYDcNFgn/s1600-h/grenade+detail+small.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRNW-cwVhcNQ0n_DUeRVs-zFHGxWu3IWEEjirCiRUv8jqE-LsYG6q9S5Pu6ym-7fLXx55twvBP3wbU1q0tdDWQPrvOxitRWfDV9xYhYqQUb2lXNkyucI777xgcA-L71aZoPue3cYDcNFgn/s320/grenade+detail+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696562155100994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcKLFGWlcRGF3_Kl4haZYYxesm5HBFmUhGZG-PLy_bnjrYMCiC1OcVSCMetz1H26neU-_Ft0aWFuR7p1wfiYDXXfktTElQf-cMFw4O0i8Ac-ehVitlgIPM6Y7lUqdfAlbgFSC2zdaYRFj/s1600-h/grenade+small.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcKLFGWlcRGF3_Kl4haZYYxesm5HBFmUhGZG-PLy_bnjrYMCiC1OcVSCMetz1H26neU-_Ft0aWFuR7p1wfiYDXXfktTElQf-cMFw4O0i8Ac-ehVitlgIPM6Y7lUqdfAlbgFSC2zdaYRFj/s320/grenade+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696557009829906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Blooming Arms</span>.<br /><br /></span></span>I think these pictures speak for themselves. This sculpture plays on the contrast between destructive, killing devices (a grenade and bullets) and the life-giving force of nature, symbolized here by the flowers and bullets as new buds.<br /><br />Medium: earthenware with a painted and waxed finish, terra sigillata, and wire<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-60359197820646749002009-04-30T16:02:00.003-04:002009-04-30T16:09:10.419-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ48vanNaPibQ-Ey1hDE58ZeUJxSsjB6vyynYDLAxJGAgOrYSQ9ogarsw-OXVqsysKMMySIdCWEU9dmFzrgxUvTrtfnMiH-12zDcz-dwaMqb2bMiNtKoHXK7LZebqOjDfk724_0-8zF4hs/s1600-h/contemplation2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ48vanNaPibQ-Ey1hDE58ZeUJxSsjB6vyynYDLAxJGAgOrYSQ9ogarsw-OXVqsysKMMySIdCWEU9dmFzrgxUvTrtfnMiH-12zDcz-dwaMqb2bMiNtKoHXK7LZebqOjDfk724_0-8zF4hs/s320/contemplation2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330577477430119586" border="0" /></a><br />This sculpture is called <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Contemplation."</span> To me, the figure seems deep in thought, as though weighing several important alternatives - maybe balancing competing aspects of a decision she must make. She is made of terra cotta with its natural color enhanced just a bit by a wax finish, giving it a satiny finishPathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-79082390756144622692009-01-28T16:42:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:53:19.114-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF68UdxCkeu5RJx9QDx6vxGZVvsmx0TIDdidplFdOPhLrRcznSZyToTVQTR3rVYeMJ7ChXnQg5NzXkDFBOgGjsE0MJcZxU-t2PmIZUs1yxq6CQnZt-SJLQziiEmJiDVyRSNjxaWQPLwvOh/s1600-h/insouciance.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF68UdxCkeu5RJx9QDx6vxGZVvsmx0TIDdidplFdOPhLrRcznSZyToTVQTR3rVYeMJ7ChXnQg5NzXkDFBOgGjsE0MJcZxU-t2PmIZUs1yxq6CQnZt-SJLQziiEmJiDVyRSNjxaWQPLwvOh/s320/insouciance.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296465243077648994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Insouciance</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - a figural sculpture of a woman totally at ease, relaxed amid her bed clothes.</span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-4442877713338302372009-01-28T16:36:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:42:11.949-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7_tBpMFTDt4pHxRrh8ooj6G73x8wlFsRfCxlzEaQ7drqOQQd80nH4PGpIzc54KCYMNRkDX3gx4Lb_9Nl-rojCF0y3xdhtVAQGoWpnhOUYqWG7BgCv3MW4DioFwh20k5iHm0H66Mxas2l/s1600-h/8+by+8+eyes.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7_tBpMFTDt4pHxRrh8ooj6G73x8wlFsRfCxlzEaQ7drqOQQd80nH4PGpIzc54KCYMNRkDX3gx4Lb_9Nl-rojCF0y3xdhtVAQGoWpnhOUYqWG7BgCv3MW4DioFwh20k5iHm0H66Mxas2l/s320/8+by+8+eyes.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296461819711588690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">8 x 8 eyes</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - four crows (8 eyes) sitting on an old chair, inspecting four eggs (8 new eyes) in a nest constructed where the seat of the chair once was. This piece was made especially for a show at Gallery 80808 on 08/08/08. </span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-43862980144708686582009-01-28T16:30:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:35:46.296-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ijA0DOTXzceWRGjxld1-llGeK6g5_E9LFPQtqN5YjOyLGDWdHVu7elJ0ywowe2w8ZyRDz9wLf4vfmf4vsX8UeLHwZteCvEvCXmm_RGt0uI6rgeuaQNds6Rt0UIcudFypcFdrOy-GfjLj/s1600-h/Scottish+Roots-a.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ijA0DOTXzceWRGjxld1-llGeK6g5_E9LFPQtqN5YjOyLGDWdHVu7elJ0ywowe2w8ZyRDz9wLf4vfmf4vsX8UeLHwZteCvEvCXmm_RGt0uI6rgeuaQNds6Rt0UIcudFypcFdrOy-GfjLj/s320/Scottish+Roots-a.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296460273994497122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Scottish Roots</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - the title of this piece comes from the weathered roots of an old dead heather plant that I found in Scotland. I combined several of the roots to make the "figure" </span></span>mounted on this disk.Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-89499926226887058032009-01-28T16:25:00.003-05:002009-01-28T16:29:58.768-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJRR9hBe8j7NbFEvGlNDRis1aX-WVZEfNG8MZTnPDrnoF99Zy2CWSsOstXE51m0rwS4MjslM8GV4x_jDBmk4rilfuLH4SbaBjbEHNP3hfAyO6k758VNgOBdAIjsGlUL7ZXk1H9zJZldUl/s1600-h/turtles3a.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJRR9hBe8j7NbFEvGlNDRis1aX-WVZEfNG8MZTnPDrnoF99Zy2CWSsOstXE51m0rwS4MjslM8GV4x_jDBmk4rilfuLH4SbaBjbEHNP3hfAyO6k758VNgOBdAIjsGlUL7ZXk1H9zJZldUl/s320/turtles3a.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296459103582454162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Turtles</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - this is a close-up view of a herd of turtles that I created for an installation. I made about 80 of the small turtles (about 3-4 in. long)</span></span>, each with unique heads, faces, and colored oxide finishes.Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-44157143506279920342009-01-28T16:21:00.001-05:002009-01-28T16:25:03.071-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IgobfZCiMmV8jPOcGKrherNPQH6kthCrOz0o37o4vAXLU1xC-pcQ0-HE3INjZ6_bfSgnuNpPJgXsbauOb6MobXXdmwibxWyYghMP32K8JpsdEY2ZxoHYTtoBBNYJwOFL0U6mQ-CjTkrx/s1600-h/Considering+the+Alternatives1.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IgobfZCiMmV8jPOcGKrherNPQH6kthCrOz0o37o4vAXLU1xC-pcQ0-HE3INjZ6_bfSgnuNpPJgXsbauOb6MobXXdmwibxWyYghMP32K8JpsdEY2ZxoHYTtoBBNYJwOFL0U6mQ-CjTkrx/s320/Considering+the+Alternatives1.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296457989795042834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Considering the Alternatives</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - this thoughtful girl just emerged almost on her own from a block of clay. I could see her there and just carved away what I needed to to release her.</span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-6149293718704798892009-01-28T16:17:00.003-05:002009-02-16T20:37:56.253-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt8UnL8qAsQngFSGkfwXCjTjEzhYhE78FojZtkA5y3Y-_WAkFjZyDKVwDjkPDQBEwAf9R2FB0nU_arSI_BWv0wAE9CbPLe9X1Tpp7V7xXdC62zPjRfh0XC_du6QjOPbr9VBY44o6Xq05H/s1600-h/when+the+fat+lady+sings.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt8UnL8qAsQngFSGkfwXCjTjEzhYhE78FojZtkA5y3Y-_WAkFjZyDKVwDjkPDQBEwAf9R2FB0nU_arSI_BWv0wAE9CbPLe9X1Tpp7V7xXdC62zPjRfh0XC_du6QjOPbr9VBY44o6Xq05H/s320/when+the+fat+lady+sings.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296457257552602594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">When the fat lady sings</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> - one of a series of such figures. They are great fun to make, and people seem to like them. You just have to smile when you look at them. Each one is an individual with a unique face, gesture, and dress.<br /></span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-77859663570390217882009-01-28T16:12:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:17:06.599-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizyMm9yjEAQKPvHK9DtEvBPw3eCtFOa1iPxtmGS_ctrXG47aRiV0p7DNUWSDTcuoQfPq8L_d6IMeAHw3HihsPHTkXa8A1nxJ7IHY9X0D7wzz9EeGFQVRMOhNxzfYJ5tXcGms9kExP_7SYZ/s1600-h/T+in+O6c.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizyMm9yjEAQKPvHK9DtEvBPw3eCtFOa1iPxtmGS_ctrXG47aRiV0p7DNUWSDTcuoQfPq8L_d6IMeAHw3HihsPHTkXa8A1nxJ7IHY9X0D7wzz9EeGFQVRMOhNxzfYJ5tXcGms9kExP_7SYZ/s320/T+in+O6c.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455862719600690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">T in O Map</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - an abstract version of a Medieval form of world map known as a "T in O." I have done a series of these (I'm a former cartographer), and have others I can show you.</span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-2269399557675648672009-01-28T16:10:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:56:09.480-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvd6U8g19FziOevPIZoLK2uwXyNfhOMCyRkFLhIgWJkpIdmhD1ognS31xBmAK-1JDA_PYHHD7wmZ3eDHg4dRPezMTRspMiaQOdxCUQbumUkvCZ4YusFqth3Eiklj0lV4HZVpNnLcgc1VMa/s1600-h/Moon+and+Starfish.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvd6U8g19FziOevPIZoLK2uwXyNfhOMCyRkFLhIgWJkpIdmhD1ognS31xBmAK-1JDA_PYHHD7wmZ3eDHg4dRPezMTRspMiaQOdxCUQbumUkvCZ4YusFqth3Eiklj0lV4HZVpNnLcgc1VMa/s320/Moon+and+Starfish.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455132818501778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Moon and Starfish</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> - combining the sky and sea in a different way.</span></span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-8880644513124351522009-01-28T16:00:00.003-05:002009-01-28T16:57:03.276-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZ1d5VQXU1WilDCBYgWo_gkbtH_slzlskibS7Q6eMMUA1bfgZLb5rHN5hIaSBcHOO_nt9AprnkIUffTVdEri6tza8_HZPWke_AdjgAWpfVRil3qrKAQTGg0X5cR4LnupoL6aHjb8TP2vB/s1600-h/baba+yaga%27s+hut.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZ1d5VQXU1WilDCBYgWo_gkbtH_slzlskibS7Q6eMMUA1bfgZLb5rHN5hIaSBcHOO_nt9AprnkIUffTVdEri6tza8_HZPWke_AdjgAWpfVRil3qrKAQTGg0X5cR4LnupoL6aHjb8TP2vB/s320/baba+yaga%27s+hut.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296452608912237650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Baba Yaga's Hut</span> - just a fun piece based on the Russian fairy tale of a witch who lived in a hut built on chicken legs.Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-61592838814206101382009-01-28T15:57:00.002-05:002009-01-28T16:57:41.102-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSVdo_BJamzKGq-32W5avq6_IdX8nxVa1JMqt7bzIRx2HyW8J10ia8LmNX8OKUJhdIboKBl-bGIHpaeqpNQaGrHlEW2B96xJ6Xz5k9-Q3I5lrUpSTFXyPcTKOefNosCSARKSgnKTJnzQuS/s1600-h/polarbear-abstract.a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSVdo_BJamzKGq-32W5avq6_IdX8nxVa1JMqt7bzIRx2HyW8J10ia8LmNX8OKUJhdIboKBl-bGIHpaeqpNQaGrHlEW2B96xJ6Xz5k9-Q3I5lrUpSTFXyPcTKOefNosCSARKSgnKTJnzQuS/s320/polarbear-abstract.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296451958683445778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Polar Bear</span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> - an abstract representation of a beautiful animal whose future existence is in danger.</span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207511071630856278.post-85989638170194325102009-01-28T15:50:00.003-05:002009-01-28T15:56:00.115-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNbi0EeNm2_npCzDHxwJyVDK8zjVIvqqD85NcdaR0cBwEsPDF_B5ktj5-TxCI8is0p5RDA1adFv5rpX0w35z6k7ZZi8GxtWfTNCGgBViqa8zA6-8J8m0-jdfORBXqTbho_nF9t0FeiH9g/s1600-h/Hurricane+Katrina+3a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNbi0EeNm2_npCzDHxwJyVDK8zjVIvqqD85NcdaR0cBwEsPDF_B5ktj5-TxCI8is0p5RDA1adFv5rpX0w35z6k7ZZi8GxtWfTNCGgBViqa8zA6-8J8m0-jdfORBXqTbho_nF9t0FeiH9g/s320/Hurricane+Katrina+3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296450204805486290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Hurricane Katrina</span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> - one of three large disks I created, inspired by Hurricane Katrina's strike in Louisiana and Mississippi. The textures and patterns represent various aspects of the water, wind, and land involved in the event.</span>Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789831880540589245noreply@blogger.com