Constructions have been a central part of my work for more than 25 years. Sometimes they begin when I find an unusual box, like in Clean Thinking and Piggy Banker. More often, it is a unique object that inspires me to get to work, like in Lost and Melting Commodities.
Red Apple got started with both—an old photo of a teacher and a young boy and a wonderful old box. The project sat unfinished, waiting for something to happen. Then, one September morning, I noticed the red leaves on our Tupelo tree were spotted with tiny holes and portions had been skeletonized by rainwater. I collected a few before they had a chance to decompose.
I glazed each leaf with encaustic wax to give them strength and then coated them with gold powder. I found a perfect frame, but it was two inches too tall. Rather than cut the frame, I added a second box to the bottom and created a basement below what had become a classroom above.
The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet. — Aristotle