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Bust is finished in Museum White
Each spring when I am planting annuals in my garden, I hate that moment when I must behead the new plantings. You know what I mean if you garden.
Deadheading of blossoms must be done to allow energy to be turned to root production and the development of a multi-branched plant. I know this, but plucking off the beautiful flower heads goes against all my instincts for instant gratification.
Did you know that in the production of a portrait bust in clay there is a similar painful moment?
When sculpting of the clay likeness is completed, it must be sliced in half, hollowed out, and seamlessly put back together. This hollowing out step is absolutely necessary or the piece would explode in the kiln while being fired. What a vulnerable moment though! Weeks or even months of work could be lost in this moment.
If I were to create your portrait in clay, I would definitely emphasize your peek-a-boo haircut, and I would work hard with the final finish color to capture the rich tone of that hair and your striking, almost auburn eyes. The shape of your lips is a lovely feature that I would play up also.
Personality? Well yes, a lot of it, thank you very much! Tough girl, brave girl, animal lover, musician, good cook, survivor, smart, capable, energetic, dedicated, spirited, a little bit of trouble, a whole lot of nice. There would be a wealth of internal information to work with in creating a portrait of you!
It sure is fun to know you, Steph. Thanks for letting me share your face.
Dear Flossie, her delicate face, made all the more touching by the damage to her porcelain cameo. What lovely memorials are these gravestone images.
Though Flossie has been buried now for almost 100 years, there is something about her spirit that continues to shine in this portrait.
As far back as 100 B.C. the Roman Egyptian culture at Fayum was painting grave portraits of distinctive individual persons. These are not just generic faces, but portraits like Flossie’s, which give us a glimpse into the life of one man, one woman, one child.
In this portrait of a young woman we see unique characterisitcs: the rather large ears, and a love for jewelry displayed. We can imagine that in death she has been painted wearing her very favorite earrings.
A portrait bust without a spark of life is not complete. This spark is the very essence of what I seek to find, to create, as a portrait sculptor working with their clay material. I will be happy to work with you to create a very special and spirited custom bust.
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The ancient sculptural technique of the contropposto stance, the sense of the figure shifting its weight to one leg, imbues a feeling of both movement, grace, and relaxation to the human form.
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As a portrait sculptor, I suppose it is a bit ironic that some of my favorite pieces of figurative art do not have faces! The Venus of Willendorf is powerful because her lack of a face points directly to her role as any-woman, earth mother, fecundity personified.
How exciting was the news today that another very early fertility statuette has been found! Dating back some 35,000 years ago, this may well be the earliest known sculpture that depicts a human.
Where her head would be is an eyelet instead, which suggests it might have been worn as a necklace or amulet. Somehow it’s ok that she doesn’t have a head.
I am struck yet again, when I ponder these ancient little figurines, that we are all of us indeed simply “specks of sand, dust in the wind,” and yet at the very same time each profoundly special. How can we be both? Just ask a portrait sculptor. So individually unique are our faces!