To Grasp the Wind

 Here  is my  latest sculpture called “Grasp the Wind”, which, to me, means to understand or achieve something very complex, difficult, seemingly unachievable. 
 
To  to grasp at the wind would be to attempt something that appears futile, but how do we know it’s futile until we give it a try? And now we can fly. We’ve [...]

Broken with my own hands

  Usually I feel some kind of pain if my work is destroyed, but this one I broke myself and felt nothing. I held it in my hands and broke it into pieces. Then I fired the pieces in my kiln. Why would I do this? Why would I fire the broken pieces and save [...]

Little black number

 
“Night Lotus”, an intimately scaled, meditative, black steatite stone carving by Dale L. McEntire, invites us to ponder its flowing curves among angles; its rough, organic, earthiness against silky-smooth, refined surfaces; and lightening strikes of blinding white on midnight black.
Dale McEntire, Sculptor of “Night Lotus” says, “The sculpture ”Night Lotus “ is inspired by the [...]

And then one day …it happened

 
Charlie Brouwer, sculptor of “And then one day …it happened” said “Recently most of my outdoor sculptures have been human figures. The ideas for them come from my personal experiences. Occasionally I experience, or think something that seems to resonate with meaning going beyond my personal life and I turn it into a sculpture. I [...]

Digging deeper

 
At the point this photo was taken, I was told not to carve further on the hair or fabric around the face, and not to carve the hand yet so the face began to shrink a bit and become enclosed by the stone. I had a hard time reaching the places I needed to [...]

Seeds

When I dreamt this one, I wasn’t sure how to make it. It took me a while to figure it out. “Seeds” came from a dream, but I think also it may have been inspired by a Japanese sculpture we’ve had in our family since I lived in Okinawa as a child. I’ve made a [...]

PTSD healing through sculpture

I started sculpting around the same time I began therapy for PTSD. Here’s what happened in my sculpture unintentionally. These are posted in the order they were completed. Looking back, they are like a journal in clay of the healing process.
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“The Pawn”
“Agony”
“River’s Dawn” -a piece about hope.
“Why?”  [...]

Blue skies, slight chance of pain

I daydreamed I was like Michelangelo while painting this mural of clouds on the ceiling of Cinelli’s, an Italian restaurant in Durham last year. I know his Sistine Chapel was much… more. I had just started sculpting and, hey, it was a daydream! 
I had no scaffolding, only a wobbly ladder and I developed a new [...]

Don’t drink the water

It has alligators in it. Those antelope KNOW about the alligators, but they still drink the water. They have to drink the water. Suddenly, one less antelope.
Why do children and abused spouses put up with the abuse and return to it?
In the workplace there’s a bully. You have to work. Stay away from the [...]

A Hundred Steps

There’s something about these steps.   Once I returned to them to find I was standing in the pile of my own dog’s poo I’d left on the ground because I forgot to bring a bag with me.  These steps were there to carry me up on their backs while I scraped off my shoe and thought about [...]