A number of women in our writing group have amazing talents in regards to the arts. Some of their pieces are shared here. We hope you enjoy them.
Irene with hot chocolat in Paris
~Watercolor by Monica Sleap
- Self Portrait by Peggy Clover
“Caught between Remembrance and Resilience” was a phrase from a newspaper article that grabbed my attention. Those words seemed to be an accurate description of the emotional struggle that was raging within my spirit. It was this phrase that I tried to represent in my self-portrait.
I felt the sense of resilience could be achieved by having the head tilted and gazing upward. This upward gaze is symbolic of a hopeful longing. I was essentially attempting to portray an outlook of resilience and hope.
I was surprised by the overwhelming sadness that emerged from the clay in the earliest stages of the work. If I had wished to portray such an intensely emotional, piece, I could have allowed it to continue to develop as it was, but I really needed some aspect of hope. I do not think I achieved that to the degree I wanted, but I decided to let my clay speak as my heart directed.
By placing the hand over the heart, I could feel the pains of remembrance. The rings on my fingers are copies of ones that belonged to my mother and my daughter. The folds of the clothing emerged as I worked. I felt that the carving and curves added a sense of energy needed for the process of moving forward.
When the portrait was completed, I smashed parts of it with a hammer. Then I tried to put the pieces back together. This was an extremely necessary part of the project for me. It is symbolic of how broken I feel. Yet, in spite of the roughly shattered pieces, I have tried to put things together again.
Although the sculpture has been repaired, it will never go back together the way it was before! Some of the pieces are missing and lost forever. It will forever be a broken sculpture in spite of the fact that it appears to have been glued firmly back together and in one piece.
- Lean on Me Plaster Carving by Peggy Clover
6″x 4″x 4″
This family portrait was one of my first creative efforts following the death of my daughter, Rebecca. Sapped of my strength, all I could think of was my great need to have somebody to lean on. Alone, we are all weak, but when we cling tightly together, we gain strength. The sculpture shows a solid strength.
The smooth finish, as well as the shape and size of this piece seemed to invite the viewer to embrace this group of figures with their own hands. Those who reach out and dare to hold this sculpture are given the opportunity to discover the intricate carving hidden on the bottom of the work. Into the bottom of each figure, I carved a heart—then joined each heart with a neverending circle.
For the first time I am forced to consider: Do I represent my family with five figures or six? In spite of the facts of my physical reality, the question is still unthinkable…impossible! Six figures? Yes! The bond of love that was shared will always be a part of all of us.