As I worked on this piece, it was almost like I was forgetting to breathe.... literally, I would have to catch my breath with deep sighs. My hand could not work as quickly as my mind was ordering it. This creation speaks to me of a need for each human (men and women) to have a place to dream..where they are safe, and there are no walls, floor or ceilings to crop the vision.
i failed to describe the medium..... both works are clay figures secured to a painted environment.... then, i place this into a shadow box sort of frame..... truly a mixed media..... fired clay, acrylic, watercolor, and perhaps inks.....