rock, sculpey, acrylic paint
While wandering about "stone gazing"
I discovered that some of them split apart and the parts remain
in proximity to each other. I would sometimes locate the missing
sections within a 10 ft. diameter and reunite them after enough
years of isolation and ware that they were no longer a perfect fit.
Occasionally I could see some whole shape
for the stone even though parts were missing, and decided to restore
the missing sections. Making stones whole again became a metaphor
for something that to this day defies translation into words.
I found the three center sections of
this stone on a desert ridge line above Elephant Butte Reservoir.
The top and bottom sections are "restored" with baked
Sculpey clay and the three sections painted to match.
If you ask me what it means, I won't
be able to tell you. Not because its a secret. I just don't know,
but I am still pondering.