Cement Head

I just fished this guy out of the “pond” in my rock garden. What a weird effect. He’s clearly not happy with having spent the summer underwater.

The Blue Dane

I had some extra cement after filling an order. It was either toss it or do something fun. This Dane is so blue he literally sheds it when I touch him. I had to stop work and go wash my hands after taking him out of the mold to stop smearing everything with blue smudges, including sculptures not intended to be blue.

Coffee Cart

It started raining today in Aloha. Not sprinkles but real rain. The rain I grew up with. So I had to improvise with the umbrella. As I stood under it, mixing cement and filling molds with frothy brown cement, it was as if I were serving up lattes in strange silicone cups.

Some Things Never Change

After visiting my rock garden, it appears the heads on the left are still annoyed at the head on the right prattling on about the wonder of life.