It was a travel day today. My remaining time here feeling seriously constrained by what I still need to finish. An art space in the old city of Mandalay, here in Myanmar, might ease part of my angst this morning.

Bronze casting is an impressive art.
Part clay sculpture, part metal work, all of it a fully developed art form that takes weeks sometimes months to complete. The scale of work alone is crazy.

In this cluttered and noisy workspace I saw a single clay form elevated quietly on a sculptor’s stool. It’s evolution to a bronze figure interrupted by a millon other projects competing for attention around it.

Just a couple pictures. Using the depth of field to create enough fall off around the surface. An old beat up picture with the face of a man lay just outside the frame.

From a photograph to a clay sculpture and back to a photograph again. Credit due to the sculptor. Good fortune credited to me.