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Camp Brotherhood symposium 2003, WOW! That four letter word (the exclamation point counts) says a lot about what a success it was. Thanks to a wonderful team effort, headed up by our own Georgia Peterson. I personally feel proud to have been a part of the team helping to make it happen. Record attendance, fantastic weather, the best ever auction night, a great party, and topping that all off, the excellent work on display in the Art Walk, what a memorable event for NWSSA.

The great success of this event was, in part, due to the record number of sales made and the 10 % contribution from those sales will only help to make next years Art Walk better.

The workshops were well attended, thanks to the quality of the instructors. We were lucky enough to have M.J. Anderson, Don Ramey, Alfonso Rodriguez, Joanne Duby, Alex Morosco, Verna Dee Dice, Tom Urban, Ron Geitgey, Hon Lee, and the team who held the Hard Rock sessions. Again, this year, Tom Urban and the University of Oregon offered credits for attending the whole symposium. Thank you all! 

The mentor program was well organized thanks to the volunteers that participated. Again this year our suppliers of goodies (stone, tools and massages) deserve a lot of credit. Thanks Alex, Randy, Russell, Brian, Carolyn, and Dorbe. On such a high note, Georgia and I are stepping back to make room for a NEW team of symposium organizers: Georgia, after three years, and myself after eight years.

I know the experience has helped me to grow both as an artist and a person. I do plan to see you all next July. In the words of Shamus McArt: “Sculpt Proud.”


Bellevue Sculpture Exhibition - May/June 2004

The entries to Bellevue Sculpture Exhibition 2004 were due April 9th, which once again was the cut off date of days, if not weeks of toil and tussle with papers, slides, annotation sheets, resumes, SASEs and art statements.


After – at least for me – oodles of rejection letters containing the sentence: “We are sorry to inform you…”, this year we hit pay dirt. Pasha Stinson with ‘Portal(2)’, Tom Small and his ‘Sophia’s Dream’, and Verena with ‘Giga Now ‘were accepted.


The auspicious beginning of my conversation with the organizers brought me the hint: “You should certainly feel honored to be accepted into this show…”, which took me aback only momentarily, but then quickly steered me into the right attitudinal direction; any little bit of guidance helps. Apparently 100 sculptors offered their art, of which 20 were chosen into the honoring bunch; three of the 20 are your fellow association members.


One would think that sculpture is mainly selected for esthetic reasons at events like this public showing. I learned otherwise, namely that, as so often in real life, safety comes first. On an as of yet unknown list of safety criteria appears the hole, no larger than 4 “, otherwise rejectable for its entrapment capacities of little heads and limbs. Unless its very big, of course, like Pasha’s window.


Seems that a complete list of the safety rules would help us all in making good public sculpture, so I will try and get a copy.


The jurors of the Bellevue Sculpture Exhibition 2004  turned out to be a distinguished and illustrious group, one of the roots for the above-mentioned hint perhaps, with Brian Ohno, B.O.D. of ISC and owner of Bryain Ono Gallery, Robert Duncan, Chairman of International Sculpture Center, and Gerard Tsutakawa, sculptor.


The men on the advisory board also have fine titles: Michael Klein, Curator Microsoft Corp., Jim McDonald, Curator Safeco Corp and our fellow sculptor Gerard Tsutakawa.


This list alone could inspire awe, but there is more. A quote from the application brochure:“ To make participating in the Exhibition the best possible experience for the artist, the city offers assistance with shipping [$ 500 stipend, plus mileage] and installation [which means Artech will install the sculptures with and for us], insures the installed work, provides exhibition catalogs and other promotion, and takes no commission on the sales….” Indeed a sweet deal, until now unheard of, apt to spoil us for less generous or more miserly conditions.


The show will be presented at the 17 acre, award-winning park in the heart of downtown Bellevue – I have not been there yet – and this is where we will install the sculptures between June 21rst and 26th, so all will be ready for the Opening Celebration on June 26th, Saturday, from 6pm to 8pm.


Said reception/celebration will be hosted at the Bellevue Art Museum, 510 Bellevue Way N.E., just across from the Downtown Park.  The artwork remains in situ until October 12th and will then be “de-installed”  according to the brochure.


About the sculptures of your comrades:Verena’s sculpture consists of two granite boulders, gently shaped into bud vases of gigantic dimensions. Gigantic is also the clue to part of the title, namely ‘Giga’, more familiarly used in Gigabyte, here combined with the term for the present, the here and now. Ergo, the name means “ the big fat now”, which definitely makes itself apparent at installation, schlepping and dismantling time. The combined weight is 3.5 tons, we have to use two trucks to trundle it around.


Pat Stinson’s comment about his sculpture ‘Portal(2)’: “I carved it early this year; it is one of a series that deals with my thoughts on windows or portals to change our view of the future or past. It seems at times that I am using a very tough and heavy material to express such airy ideas.”

Tom Small about ‘Sophia’s Dream’: “Sensuous, obviously a bench space ship woman racecar Italian shoe feeling. The stone had a strong identity when I got it so I stayed with simple lines and curves. When I was carving it I often imagined lying on it and floating through space. It is a vehicle for moving through space as well as being in space.”


Maybe sleeping and dreaming are as effective means of moving across the universe as any other.

Whidbey Experience - July/Aug 2004

Hello stone guys and stone gals. I’m still working on my ‘Stone Washi’ sculpture, but it turns out I was wrong. Washi is the Japanese word for paper, but the word Kami is the word that is used to signify paper, hair, and God. I thought about changing the name of the piece, but it is too late. “Stone Washi” it is.


I want to thank all of you for the wonderful Memorial Day weekend at Fort Casey. Especially Alex, Penelope, Suz, Bobby, and Larry and everyone involved in making this year’s hand carving retreat such a success. Especially to all those who came so far to attend: it added an additional dimension to the experience. I learned a lot from watching each of you carve, and all of you were encouraging, and so damned optimistic. Still it took both Bobby and Suz to knock the true edges off a perfectly good piece of masonry stone. Once I did, and dug back into the stone, what liberation.


Speaking of masonry, it was a great treat to be with so many masons and stone tradesmen and women. Ordinarily masons can be quite competitive. After all, our livelihood depends on it. But we carved together, worked side by side to build the meditation circle at Earth Sanctuary, and, man, did we talk stone.


I even talked to my stone in Larry’s writing workshop. “Think about textures; think about the surface of the water. See how the wind can change it; the tides, too.

Think of the feathers as little boats adrift on a sea of air.” That’s what it said to me. And when I complained that “Stone Washi” looked more like a crane, or an eagle than a raven, we had this dialogue:


“I think the Raven looks more like an eagle or a crane.”


“You have to love the eagle and the crane.”


“What if it is a toucan?”


“Love the Toucan.”


“Are you saying whatever happens is good?”




“And what if I really want a raven?”


“Think of it as a raven.”


“This is a piece of stone.”


“The stone is in your mind.”


“You’ve got that right.”


“Don’t fight the stone. Train yourself. Train your mind. Train the stone.”


Sounds like I was away at stone carving camp too long, but I guess we got there, that weekend, as we moved together to the tink-tink-tink-tinking rhythm of our hammers, and the ringing of the stone. Thanks, see you all again soon