In one of my early forays into the Verde River’s piles of sticks, a year ago, I came across two very similar sticks. Both were shaped like birds. Their major difference was that one was charred, blackened. The other was a burnished brown. I took these pieces and mounted them onto the same branch. I had two birds on a branch. I could almost hear them sing!
This piece became one of the centerpieces of my burgeoning art. I put it out for visitors to my new gallery to admire. In the summer I worked with Ericka from Firefly Gallery to select pieces to display in their Jerome gallery. The birds was one of the first pieces she chose. I set it aside. It didn’t go with her.
"With all the beauty surrounding me here above the Verde Valley, how could I not create more beauty?"