Identity Crisis

Superhero or nemesis?

Reprise: Shoulders of Clay

Self-Portrait #47.
Sculpture mix;
green and shino glazing:
live model.

The Salt Embrace II

Or, In The Locker.

When I was a boy, I wanted to find the Elephants' Graveyard, the ruins of Atlantis, and Davy Jones' (actual) Locker.

Reprise: Aqua-Matt in Clay

Self-Portrait #47:
sculpture mix; green and shino glazing.
Summer 2008.

I just had a good quick swim session.  Feeling slightly connected to my aquatic self.

Cleopatra's Barge

When I was a boy swimming lap after lap after lap, I would imagine pulling Cleopatra's barge up the Nile. When we shifted to sprints, I'd shift to Tarzan attempting to outswim crocodiles. When we slowed down for underwater work, I'd do my best Submariner. When we had to tread water forever, I'd recall Odysseus hanging from the fig tree above Charybdis, his legs in the water, churning and churning.

Hero tales.

Submariner, In Repose

Or, Garsecg: A Study in the Transmogrification of the Soul.