"My dreams encompass my prayers... may my
work bless many with an increased awareness." ...
... and my art is that which
leads me through life... I remain open to it all... allowing myself
to be the vessel through which this creative flow needs to pass...
this is the only activity that makes sense to me... Through my art,
I wish to sensitize the masses... to the quintessence of form found
in Nature, and to awaken the inherent sensitivity in all.
To actually be with a flower, to go inside
of her... to be with a bone and experience it's perfection in
design as well as it's perfect structural strength... on the
lava... and in the waves... to truly see, hear, and feel... to
experience their individual teachings, and in turn, to pay tribute
to them all... by being open to that which is being given to
me, and, in turn, manifest sculpture...
My dreams encompass my prayers... May my
work bless many with an increased awareness.
At this point in my life, the Big Island of Hawaii serves me in a powerful
way. In her rich fecundity, my reservoirs are continuously filled with
passion, ideas and images. New life and form are produced every moment
here with the ever flowing lava... I see, hear, smell... feel... and thrive
on the myriad of forms found in the very powerful Nature here. In the ocean
as well as in the spectacular rain forests... in the dramatically contrasting
arid deserts, on the moon-like lava scapes.....in the petals of irises
and orchids... the endless variety of flowering gingers, and lilies...
often being accompanied by birds' intermittent symphonies... and our most
recent blessing, the nocturnal tree frogs that have this oh so special
orchestra of peeping that pierces the nights...
All of this leads me to making maquettes
in my hidden studio... here on my farm in the rain forest. After
being here for several months, I then follow my call to the deserts
of India, where antiquity and ancient civilizatons have made
their indelible marks... where new forms, lessons, and teachings
await me always. I work in Rajasthan where I live in a factory
with 75 men and I am the only woman carver there as well as the
only westerner. These men are both Muslim and Hindu and the majority
are of the Rabari tribe, this particular group being from the
Mt. Abu area of Rajasthan. They are very skilled, gentle and
beautiful people and have lived very simply for centuries. They
do not speak any English but we harmonize with one another beautifully
just through our eyes, our body language and our mutual respect
for one another. An incredibly wonderful learning, growing, and
creative process takes place between us. The actual sharing of
life with the Rabaris, who have been goat and camel herders for
centuries, is such a fulfilling experience. I have always felt
at home with indigenous peoples and I have lived in many countries,
among them: Kenya, where I went when I was seventeen. I had been
hired by The American Friend's Service to help construct a school
in Uganda, but once arriving, opted to explore the country and
be a free spirit; Indonesia, where I was a batik artist,and Jamaica
where I lived with the Rastafari in a tree house on the Caribbean
for seven years. I explored Mexico on five different occassions
and Thailand several times as well as the Head of the Amazon
in Peru, and New Zealand where I lived with the Maori, making
a film. I was a documentary and an independent filmmaker for
ten years while living in NewYork City and Atlanta.
... The Rabari's oneness with the Earth,
their deep connection to the Spirit World and their deep reverence
for the family unit all make for a people and culture for whom
I hold the highest regard. We cook outside over open fire, bathe
in nearby available waters and play music on the rooftops at
night.... sounds that are primal, tribal, and hauntingly beautiful...
music that pierces the soul.
I am quite aware that they have never experienced
a woman like myself. In their culture, they marry at a very young
age. The wives' duties are understood as are the husbands'. Their
is no confusion of roles in a primitive, indigenous society.
These people are rooted, secure, loved and have large extended
familes... consequently they rarely experience the agony and
pain that so often riddle those of us in the Western world...
broken homes, loneliness, lives filled with drugs and alcohol,
addicted relationships and promiscuity.
I truely feel blessed to have
this opportunity to be an integral part of this present cultural
fusion... for in my heart of hearts, I do believe that I am a rare
and exotic wildflower...
For the last year I have been
carving granite in China, marble in India, and casting bronze in
Nepal.. Yes, naturally the whole experience has been fascinating,
thrilling, devastating, depressing, exhilirating, frustrating, and
may the work speak......