this was the begining for this sculptor, a bust of my father Sudki erected in 1984 as I was to depart Michigan State Univ. on the path to Dental School and a professional career. I was nineteen full of ambition and talent, at that age few of us have an incling to what lays ahead in our future. After a couple of rewarding and fulfilling decades in practicing dentistry and helping so many people, I made the time for me to revisit the younger artist within. It takes such a clear mind and focus to excell in art, it is as if you are in meditation and can hear your own heartbeat in total silence and ponderance. What amazes me now is how hightened my senses have become to all figurative nuances, I find myself zeroing in to any muscular movement before my eyes whether a mother's wrist is twisting when she is feeding her young. My thirst for observing the figure in day to day experiences has become my obsession as it fills my data bank that I use in transforming clay which is earth mud into sensual bumps and lumps.
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