A sculpture from Jane’s bone yard. I love it and it was in the house for a while until daughter Caitlin won out. “It’s porno, Mom!”

Sculptors have bone yards. We met an artist in England who threw his pieces into the river behind his small studio. An amazing human in Oakland, eighty-something Andree, has her decades of work scattered in her back yard and makes more each day. Stephen De Staebler had the most forlorn, lonely, and literal bone yard in Berkeley. Janey spent some time studying with him and said he was a lovely man. I first saw his work in SF having recently arrived as an art snob from the East Coast. Cruising through the old SF MOMA, I did a double take. “Whoa! Who’s that?”

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