It’s hard, in merely a week, to say much about this man and his work I fell in love with.
He was born March 10, 1915, the same year as my mother. He left, transitioned, November 6, 1978.
I thought this appropriate to end the week.
What else do you want to know about him?
What sculpture speaks to you?
Keep posted for a book: The Man Who Makes my Heart Sing _ A personal journey & discovery of Harry Bertoia
PS A special thank you to Arden for making this possible.