2014 | Resin and Chrome | 80 x 80 x 42
My mother was the study for this sculpture. As we spent quiet hours together in the studio, I took great care to appreciate the true depth and meaning of the hands I saw before me. I imagined them holding a baby, I imagined them holding me. The hands that reared my spirit, the hands that carry all that I am. The hands of nurture, the hands of nature.
For me this sculpture represents that unknown aspects of a mother, the complex decisions that maternal hands make through the life of a child. This sculpture the reflection of the hands that created most of whom I really am. The combination of thousands if not millions of small maternal gestures and moments that together add up in the most beautiful of formulae. The mathematics of me.