Here’s a bronze sculpture I made years ago in art school! Guess I must have been channeling Giacometti when I was sticking wax bits onto the armature. I brought it home where it remained in its waxen state at my parent’s house. Then my mother took it to a foundry and had an edition of ten castings made, as an expression of her unshakeable love for her son. Now, only three remain.
So great if you could take a minute and leave your thoughts on this.