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Originals

MOUNTAIN MOON original mixed media wall art

Originals

MOUNTAIN MOON original mixed media wall art



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Description

Mixed media deer sculpture housed inside a hand-made box that includes oak wood from my Great Granddad's barn. The deer is made of an old ice skate, boot leather, old tv trays, pocket knife and more.

  • Medium: hand-cut salvaged metal, wood, leather and vintage materials
  • Size: 31.25" H x 22" W x 6" D
  • Hardware: ready to hang with cleat on back
  • Part of a limited series each produced with a unique set of rescued materials

The Process

My workshop is chock full of found treasures from adventures across the country. I select a palette of colors from many mixed materials and get to work, snipping and shaping and applying in careful layers until the perfect piece emerges.
process

The Story

Two weeks after he arrived at his new home, he was settled in, safe, secure. The journey had been long, the trail had been rough, but he had finally found a place that felt like home to him. Perched high on a flat outcropping where the dark timber shuffled down onto a sagebrush slope, he was nestled into a patch of old burned timber that felt like a softened fortress. Surrounded by plants and other growing things, he sat and waited for the mountains to greet the rising moon.