This is a continuation of the Robert Indiana Inspired “LOVE” sculpture series. I saw the old love sculpture by Robert Indiana recently, and thought I’d like to reproduce it. I cut it out of 3/8 steel, and realized I could use it as a mold!
But instead of being pressed into some copper scrap like the “copper love” of a previous post, I slumped some glass over the metal form, But this time, I made two different versions using the same materials. In one version, I slumped the glass over the mod and the kiln shelf itself, giving the glass a flatter look, and in the other, I slumped it over some kiln liner cloth that gave the glass some texture beyond the letters. I framed both with worm eaten wood from the barn at another homestead I found in Arvada! This one I refer to as the Indiana st Homestead. It is also near the SantaFe RR, similar to the Leyden Homestead, but this one is newer, I estimate from the 1930s. or so. It looks like it was abandoned around, oh, 2000 I estimate? (see pictures below) Just enough time for it to start falling into the earth. I love thinking about, or even making up a story of what history this barn might hold…
Nestled at the base of a hill in the heart of the Colorado countryside, there stood a weathered barn that silently bore witness to the daily rhythms of farm life in the 1950s. This rustic haven belonging to a diligent farmer whose calloused hands spoke volumes of the hard work etched into his life. Each morning, the farmer would tend to his crops, plowing the fertile soil as the first rays of sunlight illuminated the landscape. The barn, with its timeworn exterior, housed the fruits of his labor – bales of hay, sacks of grain, and the comforting aroma of the earth.
High above, the Santa Fe Railroad tracks traced the summit of the hill, casting a watchful gaze upon the humble barn below. The trains, with their mighty engines and thunderous roars, seemed like distant giants surveying the quaint farming scene. THe farmer, though dwarfed by the imposing presence of the railroad, found solace in the daily routine of tending to his land. As the locomotives passed overhead, the rhythmic clatter of wheels on tracks became a backdrop to the symphony of farm life, a reminder of the interconnectedness of rural existence and the expansive world beyond. The barn, at the intersection of agriculture and industry, became a timeless symbol of resilience and simplicity beneath the ever-watchful eyes of the Santa Fe Railroad.
A piece of found metal will be used in a future project.
A “LOVE” series! Fun.