Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kiss'd me.
-- James Leigh Hunt's Jenny Kiss'd
occasion of this poem was when Leigh Hunt went to
visit some friends who had a daughter. But
most people who have experienced the spontaneous
affection of a child have felt the pleasure he
writes about. Perhaps this is one of the joys
of being a grandparent.
For some reason at the
time I did this sculpture I felt it necessary to
explain my methods and intentions thus:
style I call my three-dimensional silhouette
which I realize is a contradiction of terms.
The surfaces are much more complicated than
silhouettes in that the arrangement of the flat
surfaces should look representational from any
direction. Often portions of flat metal
meet in the center (or near) and come out to
suggest the shape. I developed this style
so the sculpture would have a solid appearance,
but all surfaces would remain open for
maintenance (sand blasting and painting).
Rust always happens in enclosed areas of steel.
If some parts seem too enclosed, I bolt those on
for restoration removal. Also, I try to
use plate metal heavy enough for permanency.
As Keats writes, "When old age shall this
generation waste, Thou shalt remain, ..."