|Rob Koehl Sculptures||
Lizard unchanged from the mold
My art speaks to the practices of a mystical alchemist. I am seeking spiritual growth through the exploration of matter and the process of co-creation. Manifesting symbols and subtleties, challenging the viewer to experience God's Love.
The direct process of metalwork allows me to experience the processes that shape the physical universe and loose myself outside the illusions of time. Wind blows metal to gas within the lightning force of electricity. Flowing rivers of molten metal connect islands of steel and copper to form continents of color. Pounding force and grinding friction mold and shape raw metal into patterns and shapes. Connecting cells in the in to viewers brain, transporting them to a different time and place. Grinding friction ignites sparks of steel spraying showers of light through space. Acid showers and salt baths form transparent ceramic skins that turn light into color and symbols.
This process leaves behind shapes and symbols pointing to the wholeness that is life. Form speaking of the formless.
Education and Experience
Currently, I am casting my own work in my studio/foundry. I recently completed casting and chasing work for well established artists in Sedona, from my studio. Between 2011 and 2012, I spent a year working at Sedona Bronze, an artcasting foundry in Sedona, Arizona. I hold a Bachelor's degree of Fine Arts, in Sculpture, from Ohio University in Athens, Ohio. At Ohio University, I learned the process of lost wax bronze casting and steel fabrication. Outside the university, at that time I met Butch Frazier in his studio/forge where I learned many of the forging and fabrication techniques that I use today. I completed a Tig welding certificate course at the Hobart Institute of Welding Technology in Troy, Ohio. My adolescent summers were spent pulling weeds and mowing the lawn outside Kenton Iron Products, the cast iron foundry where my dad worked. It was a magical time for me. I cannot tell you anything about the technical aspects of the foundry. When I vistit the foundry in my memory or in my dreams, I have no concept of reality. I feel the vibration of the fork lift and the skid loader. I see the place where the sparks sprayed and danced across the room. I see the hard sand shapes and piles of soft black sand. I challenge the reality of the furnace. I remember looking into the furnace from the platform and feeling the fear and delight of all that raw energy. Or was it just the imagination of a ten year old kid?