Fade in to static (2018)
The sculpture is made from welding thousands of small steel rods together to create form.. She stands 45 inches tall x 18 inches wide x 12.5 inches deep and weighs 51 pounds. She is a smooth silver in color but in the pics you will see some colors but they are just a reflection of colors around her. She will pick up the colors in any environment she’s placed in. She has been sealed so she will not rust but she is not suitable for outdoor placment without some extra sealing.. I can do that upon request but she’s much more suited to an inside environment.
ABOUT THE PIECE FROM THE ARTISTS PERSPECTIVE :
I dream extremely deep … I have nacolepsy which I have gained a huge grasp and control over the years and have little issue with it theses days ,,, but ,, narcoleptics spend the majority of their sleeping hours in an R.E.M state.. the dream state. It can be good at times, terrible at others or extremely monotonous . My dreams sometimes feel like they last weeks or months… And if its a good dream, thats wonderful .This piece is about one of those good dreams,, or at least the moment when I realize the dream world I have been living in is swiftly coming to a close. I have dreams where I meet people, and over time become friends with them, or where I meet a love and grow close to them. Those are my favorite kind. Many dreams are a combination of the two. But there is a moment in those dreams, where I realize its a dream, and its about to close for whatever reason..It could be as simple as I need to go to roll over because my arm is asleep, or I need to use the restroom…and in a split second the world I was in is hit with a nuclear bomb and disolves in to static. Its devastaing knowing the people and places and things that felt so real will be eradicated in just seconds.. And I will never understand why within moments after waking , when I try so hard to hold to those thoughts, why they just seem to evaporate within just a few moments ..As hard as I try sometimes to grasp those thoughts they slip through my minds hands like hard pouring sand… I retain just enough to know it was something I never wanted to forget but only have the ability to grasp enough grains to know it once exsisted in some fashion. The images , the feelings and the places and things dissolve in to static,, My question is why does my mind create what it does and yet disloves it when I wake. That question I hope will be answered one day,, but will I get that answer ? Am I the dream ? Or will someone else dreaming get that answer? Will the next dreamer be able to remember the answer upon waking or will it to fade in to static ?....... THIS PIECE WAS SOLD AND AT THE CLIENTS REQUEST WAS CUT DOWN TO ONLY BE FROM NAVEL UP.. J.D OWNS IT AND RESIDES IN THE U.K.
Scott was born in the early 70s on the east coast. Son to a chemical engineering professor and a school teacher. After bouncing around many states and even more cities Scott landed on his own in Austin Texas at the age of 17. He attended college by day and created leatherwork by night. The leatherwork lead to a show that was created basically by accident to feature his work in a fashion show. He then wrote, directed and performed in that show on on a weekly basis for 14 years. Then life changed dramatically due to a family tragedy and the show closed and Scott went to work as a roughneck welder for the next 10 years. While raising his daughter alone on a shoestring budget he began to sculpt with scrap steel from the shop to cope and keep busy. He is self taught and has been sculpting now for about 5 years and his primary subject is the female form. His goal is to take the chaos of a rigid medium thats cold, hard and sharp and pattern it in to soft flowing forms , smooth to the touch that convey warmth and emotion.