It has not been easy for me to learn to photograph sculptures. There aren't many tutorials online. This post shows you how I made my living room into a photography studio with very little expenses. Hope this will give emerging sculptors a glimpse of how it could be done.
These are my students' pieces. Thank you, Iva, Dottie, BJ, and Asia, for your enthusiasm. It was a pure delight to share not only creativity, but also laughter and good food in this class. I plan to teach another class like this at Dahl Arts Center next Fall. It will be advertised on EVENTS page of this website and also on Facebook. Please look forward to it.
I've been adding eco-friendly features to my house little by little. This year, I made a laundry pulley over my washer. It not only saves space, but also humidifies the air. As warm air rises, the laundry seems to dry quicker. It is working better than I thought it would be. I'm with a big smile!
Most of my home renovation projects have been completed. I am excited to return to sculpting.
Artworks sometimes manage to find right homes. The sculpture "I Care" certainly did. A couple, bird watchers whose house is located in a bird sanctuary, came to the last American Craft Council show with the intention to find a piece to put in a decorative bird cage (photo). With the lid open, the whole thing signifies more meaning now. "Martha and Co," the wife calls it, is releasing the birds into freedom. I was delighted that a couple, who knew about Martha the last passenger pigeon, acquired this piece. I feel like a mother, whose grown child has just left the nest. Despite my initial worry, I feel reassured that the child will do well in the new home.
Sorry for the dark image, but my booth was well lit. My first American Craft Council Show was utterly exhausting. By the time the show was over, I was speaking in Japanese to an American. My brain seemed to have stopped functioning after being exposed to too many stimuli. It has been a week since the show, and I reflected on the experience. What was the most rewarding to me was the fact that my works managed to provoke profound emotions in people of all ages. For example, when a woman saw SOAR (on the front right of the photo), tears welled up in her eyes. She had never seen a thalidomide survivor portrayed with confidence and hope. An artist, who had liked my works and had asked me intriguing questions, returned to my booth two days later with his wife and a daughter.
I want to reach people's heart with my art. That is my ultimate goal. Business part of the show should not be in the way of my creativity. Deep-breathe, close my eyes, and open the eyes of my heart. People will notice art that has come from the heart. With this lesson in my mind, I will compose new works.
Thank you all for your support.
This is my third year gardening with permaculture method. As my land is small, I try to be creative with its usage, and polyculture (simultaneous cultivation of several crops) is perfect for it. Despite the cool summer we've been having here in South Dakota, most of my crops are thriving. I just love the sense of ethical living that gardening gives me. The best reward of the time-consuming work is, of course, to live mostly off my garden with no worry over consuming pesticides. Today's lunch will be Indian dal served with freshly harvested potatoes. Yummy!!!
Today I made a clay extruder following a how-to video on Ceramic Arts Daily. As I already had a caulk gun, it cost me less than $5 to make 3 sets of a 8" pipe and a test-cap die. I modified one of the test caps, so that I could insert dies I already had. It was very easy to make. As long as clay is soft it works well.
If you're making one here in Rapid City, only Lowe's carried the particular test caps I was looking for.
Keiko Sakakabara's life has never been easy. The 66-year-old retired ranch hand looks forlorn, without a family or a steady income, in this country. Yet, her heart is definitely not lonely. In my last visit to her, I felt reassured that she would manage no matter what. Her simple happiness lies in the circle of friends she has nurtured in the Nebraska Sandhills, in the abundance of garden vegetables, and in her indestructible faith in God's love.
Redesigning my yard using permaculture methods is time-consuming and backbreaking, but it makes me feel good that my little property is becoming friendlier to the earth. This year I made a soil swale - a water reservoir that is supposed to keep rain water in the ground.
When I acquired this property 12 years ago, I wanted to make a Japanese garden, but I postponed the project indefinitely. As I assumed that maintaining a Japanese garden in the dry climate of South Dakota would consume lots of water, I just could not bring myself to do it. When permaculture gardening was introduced to me a few years ago, however, I felt the calling. My progress is extremely slow, but in 10 years I envision to have a little oasis with lots of edible plants.
My computer graphic teacher, who has been producing charming illustrations in Paris.
My mentor. His encouragement always boosts my energy.
Jewish Pioneers of the Black Hills Gold Rush
My writing in my portfolio was polished by Ann Haber Stanton, the author of the above book.
Othmar F. Arnold
A radical thinker, whose aspirations are similar to mine.
My Past Photo Albums