This piece honors my grandmother, Dorothy, who lived a long and lovely life of ninety-six years. Devoted to her family, she found joy in life’s simplest pleasures. She loved candy, laughter, and quiet afternoons by the river, watching her grandchildren play, ducks drift by, and deer step softly through the grass. Formed from clay plaster and her ashes, the work holds her warmth in its surface. Earth and memory merge here, layered through time. It stands as a tender act of healing and a reflection of her gentle spirit, still moving like water across the years.
18 x 24 in. Clay plaster, earth pigments, cremains, on clay board.
This piece honors my grandmother, Dorothy, who lived a long and lovely life of ninety-six years. Devoted to her family, she found joy in life’s simplest pleasures. She loved candy, laughter, and quiet afternoons by the river, watching her grandchildren play, ducks drift by, and deer step softly through the grass. Formed from clay plaster and her ashes, the work holds her warmth in its surface. Earth and memory merge here, layered through time. It stands as a tender act of healing and a reflection of her gentle spirit, still moving like water across the years.
18 x 24 in. Clay plaster, earth pigments, cremains, on clay board.