Leap Frog: Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream
This four minute time-lapse video shows the process of creating "Leap Frog"
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Leap Frog: Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream
16.5"x 11"x 12," Fired clay with casein
Private Collection: Albuquerque, NM
This sculpture is a collaboration with Colin Poole, created for a Beautiful Bizarre Magazine curated exhibition called "Lucid Dreaming" at the Copro Gallery in Los Angeles in the spring of 2021.
This collaborative sculpture is, in a way, a love note to all the creatives out there who face and overcome inner demons all the time to bring their amazing visions into being. Here are a few lines about the piece.
The Strangest Dream (Dealings with Demons 1)
Last night I had the strangest dream
Somewhere betwixt awake and slumber
I skipped along a sun-strewn path
Bordered with blooms in wondrous number.
Then a shadow clouded the day
I looked around, still feeling jaunty
Surprised, I then saw what it was
My inner demons, here to taunt me.
“You’re not for real!” I cried at first
They jeered and scoffed with menacing smirks
“Deny at will,” they cawed aloud,
“You hear us fine-we know your quirks.”
Circling me, their heckling grew wild
“You’re not good enough!” they squealed with glee
It did not help, ignoring them
Their words were starting to get to me.
I tried fighting, they got stronger
“You’ll not make it - a failure, a fraud!”
I couldn't escape this loathsome gang
My mind knew it true, this path well trod.
But then I turned to laugh at them
Stymied, they stopped to gape at me
I saw the folly that they are
And in that moment, I was free.
This collaborative sculpture is, in a way, a love note to all the creatives out there who face and overcome inner demons all the time to bring their amazing visions into being. Here are a few lines about the piece.
The Strangest Dream (Dealings with Demons 1)
Last night I had the strangest dream
Somewhere betwixt awake and slumber
I skipped along a sun-strewn path
Bordered with blooms in wondrous number.
Then a shadow clouded the day
I looked around, still feeling jaunty
Surprised, I then saw what it was
My inner demons, here to taunt me.
“You’re not for real!” I cried at first
They jeered and scoffed with menacing smirks
“Deny at will,” they cawed aloud,
“You hear us fine-we know your quirks.”
Circling me, their heckling grew wild
“You’re not good enough!” they squealed with glee
It did not help, ignoring them
Their words were starting to get to me.
I tried fighting, they got stronger
“You’ll not make it - a failure, a fraud!”
I couldn't escape this loathsome gang
My mind knew it true, this path well trod.
But then I turned to laugh at them
Stymied, they stopped to gape at me
I saw the folly that they are
And in that moment, I was free.
