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ann flemingClick on the thumbnails below to view a larger image ArTIST BIOOnce upon a time, there was a girl who set out on the journey to become a woman. Along the way she gathered stories like sea shells; stories of love and loss, of hope and faith, of change and longing. They were stories about trust and protection and motherhood. They were full of colors and sounds and smells and beauty. All the stories were placed in a beautiful box on the lid of which was painted a picture of the sea. Then one day the lid of that box burst open and she began to sculpt… My work tells stories. I have tried to capture a kind
of innocence or essence, the enchantment of believing in something
bigger than ourselves…or the simple joy of just being human.
In a way, these pieces are like fairy tales. I draw from the well
of my experiences…of all of our experiences. Sometimes a shape
comes to mind and brings with it its own story, but often times
a story comes and calls out its own shape.
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