Larry Ellingson – Sculptor
When we travel, I love to visit art galleries. There’s a lot of cool stuff out there but about ten years ago I began to picture in my mind things I’d like to see, even expected to see, but hadn’t found anywhere. Art that was close to that “picture” became my inspiration; my point of departure. Once the art-making began for me, there was no turning back. Some ideas come when I’m not near the studio so I make notes about them to help me remember them. But the real magic happens in the studio surrounded by my “palette” of rusted, worn, weathered, old, warped, “non-precious,” interesting-looking, cheap junk. Now I get to see those things I was looking for. And I get to make them. When I walk in the front door, the muse comes through the back. She’s taught me to listen to inanimate objects and to talk with my hands.