Zenith Gallery Chris Malone

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Alone in the Garden
Mosaic on Wood 49” x 3” x 10”

Anansi
Wire armature, cloth, beads, found objects, love 40” x 20” x 15”

Be Careful What You Wish For
Ceramic with Blue Undergaze, Shells and Marabou Feathers 26” x 16” x 14”

Drop the Gun Stop Killing Ourselves
Ceramic and glass tile mosaic. 49” x 39” x 20”

Eating Gilbert Grape, by Chris Malone
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Female Figure with Orange Dreds
Fema, metal armature, fabric, beads, mixed media, 43" x 17" x 17"
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Hands Up, Don't Shoot
Mixed media mosaic SOLD

Her (Don’t Move They May Be Watching)
Wire armature, cloth, beads, found objects, love, 39” x 22” x 14”

Napping on his Back
Low Fire Ceramics, under glaze and mixed media, ” x 23” x 15”

Reach
Low Fire Ceramics, under glaze and mixed media 15” x 19” x 12”

Runaway is Hiding in the Garden
Mosaic on wood, 10” x 4” x 3” (front and back pictured)

Saying it Out Loud
Wire armature, cloth, beads, found objects, love 39” x 22” x 14”

Speaking in Tongues
Mixed Media, 56” x 27” x 17”

Supposed to be
Metal armature, fabric, beads, & mixed media 36” × 24” × 12”
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Thoughts of a Place I've Never Known
Thoughts of a Place I've Never Known Mixed Media Ceramic and Mosaic, 21” x 18” x 11”

I started making dolls In 1992. I had just moved to the Washington, D.C. area and was walking through Old Town Alexandria, VA, and I came upon a shop called Angie’s Doll boutique. The ladies in the shop asked if I was looking for my mother or my girlfriend? I replied that I was a doll maker and I was looking to see what they had for me to use to create dolls. We soon became friends. I believe my creations come from my unknown African past. When my ancestors came to this country chained in the belly of ships as cargo, they were taken away from their language, families, way of life; and this included their Gods. When I am creating a doll I’ll have the exotic fabric, beads and feathers on a table in front of me and I let the Universe (spirit) guide me in what to do with it, I do the same when I’m sculpting in clay. Maybe my guidance in creativity is coming from my unknown ancestors… perhaps telling me stories that I have never heard and showing mask and painted faces that I have never seen? I just know if I keep my mouth closed and my mind open I can be creative… I can only say that this works for me. After I’m done creating a sculpture I exhale and I have a cigar and a beer (or maybe a whisky and coke) and a nap, after that it starts all over again.

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