Following the discipline of reductive carving. Nothing added, the form exists within the material already, one just has to reveal it. The material, box wood. Location, Provence, southern France. The move from London to Provence in southern France shifted the horizon, environment and culture. Another take on the nature of things, a new carousel of serendipity presents itself. Newfound possibilities for as yet unconsidered mediums to give up their intimate conversations.
The inspiration for this series of sculptures coalesced from the raw state of the wood, the semblance of flesh over bone is striking. The train of thought runs to the relationship between the bird and the tree. Playing out a mutually beneficial partnership in which the last scene for the bird is to eventually fall to the ground in it’s final act of support for the tree. The bird is absorbed by the tree and becomes the tree.