Where does it start, and where does it end? Endless love, captured in a sculpture less than two inches wide, and less than 3 inches tall. A tiny Ferris wheel with red and bright pink hearts, spinning in perpetuity. A dusting of gold and iridescent sparkles will swirl through the sculpture when the globe is … Continue reading
A Zeppelin Built for Two
Daisy, Daisy, tell me your answer true,I’m half crazy, all for the love of you. It won’t be a stylish marriage,I can’t afford a carriage.But you’ll look sweetUpon the seat,of a Zeppelin Built for Two. “A Zeppelin Built for Two” – one of a kind snow globe (sparkle globe) with a couple riding a bicycle … Continue reading
Just a Girl and her Brontosaurus
There is no hidden meaning here, no subterfuge, no play on words. Just a girl. And her Brontosaurus. “Just a Girl and her Brontosaurus” – one of a kind custom snow (sparkle) globe. When the globe is shaken, liquid fills with sparkling iridescent and gold microdust, raining shiny glitter on the affectionate scene. Images and … Continue reading
Life is Just a Blimp of Cherries
The Cherry Creek Arts Festival in Denver is celebrating its 30th Anniversary this year, and we are happy to be part of it. Our first big art show, ever, was Cherry Creek, when we were named an “emerging artist” (as a two-person collaboration) and received assistance, advice and even the loan of a tent the … Continue reading
Henry Pulls Some Strings
The puppetmaster, his name is Henry. Dance, people, dance. “Henry Pulls Some Strings” custom snow globe with miniature cat and marionettes. Mixed media with cast acrylic, found objects, metallic string and wire. When shaken, the globe liquid fills with golden sparkles and dust. One of a kind snow (sparkle) globe. All images and design copyright … Continue reading
Another Door Opens
The inspiration was the word “threshold.” The deliberate act of crossing from one place into another. A door, a doorway, a beginning. But brick by brick, it took on deeper symbolism. Another door opens … into what? We open the doors, we peek out, we step through. But until that moment, we never really know … Continue reading