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A fine beginning, this sculpture with an open mind for abstract form.
An experiment in the making
I would like to wish much success with Grey Gardens Muscial at the Tempe Live Theatre in Arizona, Through there talents the live Mrs. Beale & Edie live on……

Motion in stone, has taken its first step in this mutil idea.
While carving this stone I dwelt on the undertow of the surf as it pulls a swimmer from the sand twords the sea.
Incorporating the slighest of suggestions of youthful endeavors,it is my first attempt in eroticism in stone.
His name occured to me when bending into the wind I did see blinds of sand , form behind his raised hoofs.The patterns in which the sand flew were as free as the space in which was in his path. In his manner was the respect ,his stride was such he had taught the rider a greater nearness to the nature .
I named this Arabian Horse `Confetti`.The spinning sands that left his light hooves were as free as confettit .
I had once witnessed during a ticker tate parade in a city named New York ,`confetti` halfway around the world from my place in which I had the privlidge to meet and be part of his life.
This was Egypt my first stop in many during my travels in the middle east.The Pyramids were my destination, and knowing my enthusiasm that had led me here it was the height of my days when `Confetti`paraded me about proudly at the Giza Plateau.
The distance from this vantage point to the furthest of the three main pyramids was appx:1mile. The gesture was given by the rider who was a teen a youth , granted this opportunity to ride with wind at my shoulders twords these wonders of the ancient world.
Off we rode with the single jesture that was understood and had been prepared in the routine of this majestic of annimals.
It was a privlidge to glide across the sands tword the red pyramid, these days have as many others allowed me the humility to wonder.
The people we encounter during our lives do contribute to our experience during the journey ,let us call it life’s journey.
Wayland Flowers a ventriloquist ,puppetry enter my life unexpectedly. There were along my journey up to and around these years that were expected or at best average.
Having a destiny that pointed my fate into the novelty of working with such free spirits,let me introduce the reader to Wayland Flowers, as he had trusted me to run the spotlight on his night club act.
Wayland was an artistic genius conjuring up three characters may I introduce you to Madame.
This man lived through this puppet,his being able to connect with the world his world was only possible with his Madame on his right arm.The relationship between he and his creations was a bit uncanny, leaving one to see the nuances of a well read Park Ave. sophisticate live on in a luxurious decadence of a a true eccentric.
I found that summer working for Wayland to be both magical and exactly where I was meant to be, having earned the trust of the artist Madame who I began to bring life to with my own voice had a power that was defined in artistic freedom. Madame took a madman to see his own faults , and in the light of hearts helped one to laugh at the madness that is life on earth.
It was one excellent opportunity to work with such a genius, he was truly one of a kind !
~Hats off to you kid~
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