I found this beautiful piece of Onyx in Los Angeles. Knowing that it would be risky to take hammer and chisel to a crystal it lay nestled in my studio for a long time. Then one day the onyx smiled at me like a young girl and reminded me of my childhood fantasies when watching clouds. Just as the wind comes and changes the shape of a cloud the onyx changed shape and grew wings before my eyes. These reveries were so sweet and nostalgic. The symbolism was very profound for me. Once it happened it was impossible not to begin. I picked up my hammer and chisel and chopped off all the yellow skin, with no drawing, sketch or model. Before me, like the changing shape of a cloud, appeared Angel Visits. The onyx itself transmitted light like a cloud.
August 7th, 2015
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