weekend's metalwork
Thought this might turn into a creature of some sorts - and it has, I suppose: a tentacled alien of some sort made from a glockenspiel, an adze, and a chunk of fencing bursting out of the base of the piece, a disused plant / gazing ball stand - but this is the first one that feels like it doesn’t have a name or a purpose other than to exist because I enjoyed myself bringing it into existence. I think I’m finding myself creatively in twisted, contorted scrap metal.
Here’s another view of the same unknown construct:
new creature in progress
No clue what it’ll end up being, but it’ll end up being something, probably. Something named Warren, perhaps.
"investigate yourself"
Beautifully put and particularly apposite for me these days, as I consider wrapping one phase of my creative life and moving to something new — and (as yet) unknown.
