Twenty Five Pounds of Glass

time to sculpt.

Trauma, stress, and anxiety will often spawn some of the most complex creative output. When Picasso painted Guernica he did it to portray the horrors of war. Van Gogh painted madness in Scream. I doubt either sought traumatic experiences or deep depression just so they can paint about it, but the events and feelings inspired the works. That in mind, I have a reason now to sculpt something out of the twenty-five pounds of shattered glass that was once inserted in the front door of our music studio, a pile of small pieces that were graciously left for me by someone late one night last week. I’m thinking something abstract.