Photo shoot

I initially photographed all of my own work. Now I have Will Michels take all my photos. Below are two of his photos of my bronze  "Jacoben pigeon". Jacobens are a very regal looking bird. 

 HOODED JACOBIN PIGEON - detail of head12" 11" X 9" bronze 

 HOODED JACOBIN PIGEON - detail of head

12" 11" X 9" bronze 

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 HOODED JACOBIN PIGEON 

12" 11" X 9" bronze 

"Gust" and lemonade

I broke out the piece we poured to day. I think the shell cooled to quickly and the entire piece did not fill with bronze. I broke enough of the shell off to know how it poured (most of the shell off ) and will save my shoulder and have legacy fine art foundry finish breaking big off the rest. Next week I will do the chasing and see if I can save the piece. I am hopeful for lemonade. I do love taking something that others would throw away and turning it into art. 

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Prep'ing for a pour today

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After cleaning out the leaves.  

Heating it up.  

Heating it up.  

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Kao wool to help keep the heat in.  

Warmng the bronze before putting it in the crucible.  

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Peeping in the furnace as we heat up the shells.  

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Shipment of bronze  

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Stirring the spar set the n case there are leaks.  

Making a pointe

 

I started this a few weeks ago and this is as far as it went. I am sure It will come in handy at some point. 

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What's the pointe?

Pointe technique is the part of classical ballet technique that concerns pointe work, in which a ballet dancer supports all body weight on the tips of fully extended feet within pointe shoes.

                                          - Wikipedia  

 

Mean while I still have this giant pokey pile of recycled wire from my raid on TXRX labs last December. I need turn this s into a piece to get it out of my way. It is 1/2" wire cloth that was cut into rectangles to reinforce plaster molds used to cast aluminum parts. They were left in the elements after they were used and rusted into a beautiful patina of rust, stainless steel, and plaster.  

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The Women's March of 1912

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I am reposting "suffrage" which celebrates how far women have come since the Victorian era. With the Women's March on Washington taking place today I am reminded of an article I read earlier this year.  I have cut and pasted the story below. 

 http://www.lrgaf.org/articles/sidesaddles_and_suffragettes.htm

A MOUNTED CHAMPION FOR WOMEN'S RIGHTS

Her name was Inez Milholland and it was her destiny to lead an equestrian and political revolution, the intertwined implications of which have never been previously studied.

That is why, in addition to being a suffragist, labour lawyer, correspondent, and public speaker, Inez Milholland ranks as one of the most important female equestrian leaders in American history, for it was on the back of a horse that she liberated her sisters from the sidesaddle, as well as helping obtain them the right to vote.

She did this by making three rides astride which changed the political and equestrian landscape of America in a few short months. In May, 1912 Milholland saddled up a fractious bay and led ten thousand marchers across New York.

Inez Milholland and Gray Dawn

Then she headed to the nation's capital.

Mounted on a white charger named, Gray Dawn, Inez set out early on March 3, 1913, determined to lead an immense women's suffrage parade several miles from the nation's Capital to the Treasury Building. Her Joan of Arc inspired costume was "a symbol of the free women of the future, crowned with the star of hope, circled with the blue mantle of freedom and breasted with the torch of knowledge."

 

Yet the suffragettes, who were marching on the eve of President Wilson's inauguration, had barely begun their long walk when they were attacked by a horde of antagonists. Cut off from her friends, and alone in the middle of the howling mob, it looked as if the drunken thugs might pull down the suffragette rider. Instead Inez spurred Gray Dawn and charged the rabble.

 

"You men ought to be ashamed of yourselves," she shouted, as her adversaries fled.

 

Thankfully, before her bluff could be called, U.S. cavalry troops galloped in from nearby Fort Myers. In the ensuing melee, the cavalrymen cantered up the avenue, crashing into civilians and clearing the way for the beleaguered suffragettes. Yet not even the cavalry could fully contain the wrath of the attackers who darted in behind the army, determined to kick, grab, curse, howl and spit at Inez and her fellow protestors. As the injuries rose, ambulances were called in to cart away hundreds of wounded spectators and suffragettes. But the women marched on.

 

Finally, many weary hours later, Inez and her fellow protestors reached their goal. The nation was aghast at how they had been treated. Inez, however, had no time to mourn.

 

Two weeks later she was in the saddle once again. This time she led ten thousand marchers through a peaceful New York. That was her last great ride and it ended at a rally witnessed by 150,000 people.

 

 

Inez MilhollandThen, like a candle that burned too bright, this mounted symbol of hope and equality died at the age of 30 from pernicious anaemia.

 

Her last public words were, "Mr. President, how long must women wait for liberty?"

 

The answer was, seven more long, unjust years.