A Peek into My Studio

I see him in my mindHe moves, he stirs tonight But when I come to him, Our limbs entwined That arm wraps around me It holds me and controls me—Can we take flight?
This is the voice of the girl, a character that talked in my mind even after I wrote her down in this poetic duet. What choice did I have but to shape her, so she can have a physical presence?

No, this time I am not going to show you the finished bronze sculpture, because last month, when I posted my sculpture From Dust on these pages,, many of you asked me, How do you do that? So this time, I am going to give you a peak into my studio, at the moment the two dancers came alive. To imagine the finished piece, just remove the metal pole which holds them up while they are soft, the clay support under her foot, and the wires of the armature, and you can see how they take flight!