Frontier Woman - Requiem.
I sold a lot of stuff, but I couldn't sell that. Saturday was a requiem for sculptures that hadn't found a home. Pioneer Woman. Ice Skater. "This Big" - The Orator. I apologized; threw them on the shard pile. Their failure was not one of process but one of space. Time to move on; to give up that hope. Time to feel the loss. Sometimes, you have to let it go.
I listened to a speaker yesterday at the University of Tulsa College of Law Symposium on Copyright Law. J. Silbey presented on alternative intents for uses of copyright laws.
Parts of Silbey's research have resulted in a book based on needs of 'content creators' as they relate to copyright law. (hope this synopsis is at least partially accurate) Her interviews with artists produced a short list of basic/integral needs. Space, privacy, integrity or control come easily to my mind in this regard. When you run out of space . . . sometimes it has to go.