With all of the references I make to Duane
Hanson though out my site, I'd be remiss if I did not include a sample of his life’s
work here for those who have not yet had the pleasure to have discovered him. I
first became aware of Duane Hanson during a High School field trip to the Whitney Museum
in NYC, when upon our arrival we noticed that a janitor was smugly watching
us. At first he aggravated me with the way he just stared at us. Gradually I
realized that he wasn’t moving at all. It was a sculpture… a Duane Hanson
sculpture. I was amazed, and that day, Duane Hanson unknowingly became my mentor.
I included his “Photographer”
here because it was only a few years ago, that he got me again. I went to a
gallery to check out the work of another nameless life-caster. I walked up to a wall
hung sculpture to examine her technique. Out of the corner of my eye, I realized
that I was interrupting a photographer patiently waiting to take his shot. I
apologized to him and stepped out of his way before I saw the sign on the floor
before him. Yes, it was another of Duane Hanson's.
