

The sheer stasis of statuary is the sculptor’s principle constraint of course. And unlike the graphic image, the sculptural figure populates a space common to our own, yet while notably resisting that hallmark of our figural human condition that is narrative. But the artifact’s spatial obstructiveness, its stasis and materiality (properties both silent and telling) give rise to a perceptual hack that is central to its aesthetic power: A work of sculpture worth its salt will sift like ballast into the cranium of the beholder - shifting visceral the centre of gravity.
Like a clipped photo, or some orphaned paragraph, a sculptural body-in-space insinuates narrative in would-be time-lines flowing fore and aft. Such fruitful figments are of course entirely outside the purview of the sculptor’s hand. So all he or she may do is draw out, embody, and sustain that beatified state and condition that is non-conclusive poise.
Turning to the much remarked angst and tension in my work, I do bear some feeling (or perhaps just habit) for moving the needle of inference toward striving and away from plight per se. As for the titular “aplomb”, the word bears a connotation of poise amid unseen forces; it posits a true and plumb-line of individual personhood amid the heaving plate-tectonics of our time.
Concrete, silver and steel
Bronze, silver, steel and titanium
x 24 x 4.5 in
and
Bronze and stainless steel
Bronze, concrete and steel
40.5 x 15.75 x 7 in 2019
Bronze, steel and string
23.25 x 13.75 x 5.75 in 2019
Gravity and Grace
and concrete
x 13 x
Bronze, concrete, steel and string
x 43 x 13.5 in
Bronze, concrete and steel
x 48 x 3 in