I loved the look of this time-worn statue of the Virgin Mary. The paint was a perfectly aged creamy white. Little chips of chalkware represented its aging beauty.
Then why did I restore her?
What inspires you as an artist? Are you a visualist who needs to see things to be truly inspired? Or do you prefer the way something feels in your hands? Maybe you're inspired by sweet music, words, or memories?
That's why I restored this statue. Despite its beauty, whenever I looked at it, or touched it, an overwhelming sense of sadness came over me. It didn't make sense, but when it comes to art, sometimes sense is thrown out the window.
And what once was old....