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CAROLE TURNER A SCULPTOR’S JOURNEY
BY RICHARD EVANS
THE FIRST THING THAT STRIKES YOU ABOUT CAROLE TURNER’S SCULPTURE IS HOW DECEPTIVELY SOFT THEY LOOK. UNDER HER HAND, MASSIVE STONES AND BRONZE HAVE BECOME VOLUPTUOUS, SOMETIMES EVEN SQUISHY LOOKING, FORMS OR FIGURES THAT DRAW THE VIEWER TO TOUCH THEM. AND THEN YOU NOTICE THE MOVEMENT – TWISTING AND CONTORTING INTO SENSUOUS CURVES AND SWELLING VOLUME, THE FIGURES OFTEN ACHIEVE IMPOSSIBLE RANGE OF MOTION, AND THE FORMS FOLD OVER THEMSELVES AS THEY UNDULATE. IT’S AS IF WE ARE WITNESSING SOME SORT OF SENSUOUS STRUGGLE … OR IS IT PASSION? “WELL, THAT’S AN INTERESTING OBSERVATION,” THE ARTIST SAYS, “MY WORK TENDS TO DEFAULT TO THEMES OF TRANSFORMATION, REBIRTH, AND REINVENTION – AND PASSION, OR A STRUGGLE, ESPECIALLY WITHIN ONE’S SELF, IS PART OF THAT JOURNEY.”
Carole went through her own transformation to be reborn as a sculptor. Growing up in Portland, Oregon, she thought she would live her life as an artist but detours along the way brought her to New York, living as a stockbroker instead. Her dream of being an artist was still alive, but seemed improbable. And then her passport became the catalyst for change.
The passport, stolen on a recent trip to France, needed to be replaced quickly for an upcoming trip to Turkey. Perhaps it was because she had little time to complete the form as she stood in line. Perhaps it was just time. She found herself, without hesitation, changing her occupation on the form to “Artist”. And with that simple act, she changed her course. “It sounds rather dramatic, but it really was a moment I’ll never forget. All those years of
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