a new beginning

A new studio, in a new home in a new town.

(to the right, the old studio: an extra bedroom in our last apartment)

We are entering our third month in the new place. (new space, below) As a sculptor, one accumulates a vast collection of items that can be bulky and are usually heavy. Helped by family and friends, all agreed, "you've got a lot of STUFF!" My wife Kristen DeFontes accused me of being a hoarder and a pack-rat, which may be so. But to me, everything has potential as material and must be saved, because you never know if you might need it. She works on paper, a material easier stored and transported.

check it out: http://www.kristendefontes.com/

My good buddy Jeff drew the short straw and helped out on day 02 of the move: the third truckload carrying the foundry equipment and the bulk of my studio. Materials (buckets of clay, sand, plaster, cement, scrap metal, bronze ingots, hunks of marble, wood) tools, kilns, the melt furnace, crucibles and tongs, tools, workbenches, sculpture, molds, firebricks, lumber, hardware, tools (...did i mention tools?) and a variety of other nonsense that I may or may not ever use was what filled this boxtruck. By the end of the day, the need for water and rest was greater than the desire to celebrate our triumph with a couple of cool bottles of suds. So Jeff went back to Saratoga and I went back to Schoharie, to begin to settle in.