Gust


This is to be the first hat in the series (best laid plans). Like the last hat I poured this fall, it had cool spots that did not pour. I am going to finish it and consult with a commercial Foundry, Legacy Fine Art Foundry, regarding patching it.

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I will use an angle grinder and cut the sprues off level with the felt. 

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All the chasing is completed here.  

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After legacy fine Arts Foundry matched it.  

I think it looks amazing. They did a great job. 

The next step is for me to add the felt texture to the patches. 

“gust” patina and playing with the artist statement

10/17/2017  

 

Another Thursday night of applying the patina  to yet another hat. 

 

Woven in felt, every hat tells a story, shaped with memories, recording beliefs, and veiling sorrow, some eloquent and some twisted. Cradled in our imagination, they blow in strange, wonderful ways, spinning from generations that are inhabited by our respect to balancing our present responsibilities and fears. In generations past, in fable and in legend, hats sheltered spirits, represented people and occupations, and defended against the elements. 

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Why are some people ready, why do some people know the moment?

People ask me all the time where  do I get my ideas. And I too am fascinated by where creativity comes from. I do not believe it can be taught and for most part it is not easy to describe as creativity, it is one of the great mysteries of the brain. However the Eudora Welty quote in Glasstire this morning beautifully states how I often find inspiration, or how inspiration often finds me.

 “The title That Day underscores the viewer’s sense of being there beside the photographer and the way in which the captured moment remains ever fresh in the image, some of which were made as early as 1979. That was the year when Dallas-based Wilson began assisting Richard Avedon with his own six-year photography project, In The American West. Describing Avedon’s portraiture process in her 2004 book, Avedon At Work In The American West, Wilson noted that he would wait for what Eudora Welty called “a story teller’s truth… the moment in which people reveal themselves. You have to be ready, in yourself; you have to know the moment when you see it.” “ http://glasstire.com/author/gene-fowler/



I guess the question should be why are some people ready, why do some people know the moment?

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a moment caught by a "gust"

“Gust” artist statement tweaking

 

I continue to tweak new versions of possible artist statements for “gust”, looking for the perfect words.  

 

How does this sound?  

“Gust”

Woven in felt, every hat tells a story, shaped with memories, recording beliefs, and veiling sorrow, some eloquent and some twisted. Cradled in our imagination, they blow in strange, wonderful ways, spinning from past generations that are inhabited by our respect to balancing our present responsibilities and fears. In generations past, in fable and in legend, hats sheltered spirits, represented people and occupations, and defended against the elements.

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“gust” In my kitchen after applying the patina.  Living with this hat for a few days making sure I am finished with the patina in it. 

“gust” - series update

 

I started working on this series in 2013.

October 19, 2017 - I have cast approximately a dozen pieces in the series. I did not cast them in the order that they will be installed. Instead, I started with the last pieces in the series. I am now ready to start applying the patina to the first pieces of the series; however, they have not been poured yet. This forces me to start with the last hat that I have cast:  “gust #3."

The abstraction of the shapes of the hats reveals  the power of Mother Nature, the patina of each piece outlines the impressions of the human spirit left on the felt. 

 

The Patina Process- 

I use a torch to impose a heat energy to the surface of the hat, when the metal glows a deep amber the surface is ready to unveil it’s history. I slowly brush on a ferric patina (a dark beige) and  as the fluid darkness evaporates off the bronze evidence of an invested grip by determined fingers surfaces,  I layer a white wash and the memories of opportunities missed fade into the folds. Next the ferric reveals unfortunate circumstances suffered during the darkest hours, then white washed with life’s lessons.  With each layer the impression of the human spirit tell the story of a life well lived.

 

Below is the progresss after one evening of applying the patina.

 

 

I slowly brush on a ferric patina (a dark beige) and as the fluid darkness evaporates off the surface evidence of an  invested grip by determined fingers is revealed, 

I slowly brush on a ferric patina (a dark beige) and as the fluid darkness evaporates off the surface evidence of an  invested grip by determined fingers is revealed, 

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I layer a white wash and the memories of opportunities missed fade into the folds. 

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Next the ferric reveals unfortunate circumstances suffered during the darkest hours, 

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then white washed with life’s lessons

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