Decades ago when I made my living as a pen and ink artist I did a series of drawings of the many small waterfalls I saw in my travels. I remember the painstaking effort it took to draw the many leaves on the bushes and in the details like the fallen logs.

Fast forward 30 years. These days I still spend some time drawing out my ideas, but then go into the workshop to make the projects in three dimensions. As I formed little balls of epoxy sculpting medium and applied them one by one to the sculpture it brought back pleasant memories of the time I spent at my drawing table so long ago.

It gave me pleasure to be recreating one of those scenes I discovered back when I was on the road promoting my pen and ink art those many years previous. I was reminded once again how things we do in our youth often prepare us for things we choose to tackle later in life. It seems the more things change, the more they are the same.

-grampa dan