I was raised in the perfect way by capable parents who were good with their hands. I carved duck decoys and ship models, tied fishing flies, built gold mining equipment and even a real drift boat with my dad. My biggest (and best) project though, was the airplane my peewee buddies and I built. It looked like a coffin with planks for wings and a tail. Our parents kept us under strict observation, but we knew that. And we knew how to keep our test flight top secret. One sneaky morning, we sat a baby brother in the plane as the pilot, then picked it up and threw it. SUCCESS - maybe even five feet of it before the crash!! Some thought it was more. Little Sean Moore cried pretty hard.
Is it any wonder that I kept on making things? Or that I liked grand plans, even after the old neighborhood's baby brothers all grew up and wouldn't let me throw them? Eventually (make that 1988), I apprenticed at an art foundry. After that, I earned an MFA in sculpture (Southern Illinois University), and got pretty good with my own hands. During this next year or so, the results of that will finally start appearing below!