Monthly Archives: April 2009

Selection from the Collection: Orrery Neckpiece

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Filed under: Artist's Commentary, Narrative Works

Tory Hughes, Orrery Neckpiece, 1992 Polymer and mixed media Why are we artists, anyway? For me, this career is the most flexible and marvelous -as in ‘full of marvels’- I could imagine. What other way of life encourages me to make such a marvelous thing as this? There’s a spinning comet in the upper left, mounted on miniature ball bearings; there are overlapping circles and arcs, toothed and smooth, a little plumb bob dangling at the upper right. This piece was a total joy to create. There were challenging moments, yup, but I love this one. Throw in tiny planetary

Selection from the Collection: Star Fruit Bead Necklace

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Filed under: Polymer Collection Project

Pier Voulkos, Star Fruit Bead Necklace, 1996 One more from my collection to enjoy while I’m away.

Inspiration and Interpretation

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Filed under: Artist Spotlight, Critical Commentary

Ford/Forlano, Big Bead Necklace, 1998 Throughout time, artists have found countless sources of inspiration.  Sometimes it comes from the world around them; the song of a bird, the curve of a face, or the color of a flower have all inspired art.  Other times,  an idea springs from something that is already integrated into an artist’s culture such as the lilt of a folk tune, an archetypal myth, or even a work by another artist.  

Selections from the Collection: Armillary Neckpiece

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Filed under: Artist's Commentary, Narrative Works

Tory Hughes, Armillary Neckpiece, 1992 Polymer and mixed media I believe most art is a snapshot of answers we’ve found in that moment. My more meaningful pieces are all illustrations of my current set of solutions, like anatomical drawings from another era, beautiful even when superseded or augmented by more information. All of us have Grand Ideas that live within us, deep oceanic layers of connection to question, image, concept, content and feeling. I’ve found it best just to yield to those magnets, to sink into that familiar yet enigmatic embrace of what most identifies ‘me’ to ‘myself’, whether anyone