“I was a child on the move, and my explorations began when I learned to crawl. After my first big adventure, crawling two miles down the highway, my mother strapped me into a harness and hooked me to the clothesline. I was told I spent my days rushing from one end of that clothesline to the other, never stopping, until one day I discovered a universe hidden in the grass. I was a naturalist!
When I was ten, my I found some large rolls of paper that I used them to draw house plans. I was an architect! Then came my period as an author, prompted by the sudden appearance of a Remington typewriter, and when I caught the mumps, a friend brought me some oil paints and suddenly I was an artist! That’s the pattern….a stimulus and a response….that has kindled my craft.
Today the light sculptures I create are a result of my imagination, stimulated by something I have seen, a beautiful piece of paper and the shape of a single twig. And the subtle colorings are my attempt to recreate the changing light of the day.”
[[light sculpture © Anne Haxton]
