New Sculpture
These are a series of small sculptures, mostly made with resin and a variety of objects. Sometimes phrases made of plastic letter beads are used too, which complement the object. Several here employ spirals, one of my favorite motifs, which suggest growth.
Special comments on Colonnus Flaccidus: But I suspect that these traits (which he has displayed his entire life, it seems) have only been exacerbated by the effect of age on his sexual potency, or usefulness to any partner, to put it another way. Some men just cant deal with "manopause", and they just get nasty. (Some take to booze, some buy sports cars and hope to pick up college girls, or boys. Better model trains, I say.) He might have tried some of the hydraulic-bionic stuff that Silvio Berlusconi, Signor Bunga-bunga, is said to have used. Since taking this photo, the coiled spring has retracted to its original length (about two inches max), and resembles nothing so much as the penis of a naked middle-aged man who has just climbed out of cold water. Before that - to prepare the piece for the photo - I tried the "lengthening exercise" of suspending the extremity of the spiral from a shelf and letting the weight of the resin base stretch it out. After five days or so, it was considerably longer, but (sadly) even more ludicrously flaccid. I really didn't hope for better, but soft is soft. So, guys, I would ignore those spurious advertisements that guarantee a gain of two to four inches. There's a song by Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes called, "It Ain't the Meat, It's the Motion", sung by their incredible bassman, which affirms that good loving isn't just a matter of large size, regardless of gender.