Nick Cardello Photography
Artist: Donna Plunkett
Clearwater, Florida
Email: Cobaltcat@verizon.net
Clearwater, Florida
Email: Cobaltcat@verizon.net
Donna Plunkett – Rolled Paper Artist
Natural forms have excited me since I can remember – grass bending in the breeze, rock formations exposed in road cuts, a tangle of sea life at the beach – the whole diversity of nature, and man-made wonders as well for man is a part of nature too.
The signs to my path were there long ago when as a Brownie Scout, I delighted in making a valentine and won the contest; felt joy at seeing David Shaner’s pottery at his Archie Bray brickyard studio and Peter Voulkos’ ceramic forms at Montana State University library. Not until 1974 when I walked into the Spider Web weaving shop in Clearwater, Florida and discovered fibers - their richness of texture, their color intensity, did I begin to create anything. I studied weaving with Jackie Hearth at the Spider Web and attended many workshops including Convergence 1976 in Pittsburgh, PA. Then for several years during the 1970’s and early 1980’s, I displayed tapestries, rugs and fiber forms throughout the southeast.
Life, though, has a way of changing direction and circumstances forced me to join the workforce; this was a long winter and left little time for my soul. When I lost my job due to reorganization at the end of 2006 I grabbed the opportunity to create again. Mostly I’ve worked with recycled glass, fibers, found materials and rolled papers.
As a champion of the lost, lonely and discarded, I enjoy giving new life to the cast-aways, creating something from nothing. I also like to appeal to mankind’s better ideals.
Natural forms have excited me since I can remember – grass bending in the breeze, rock formations exposed in road cuts, a tangle of sea life at the beach – the whole diversity of nature, and man-made wonders as well for man is a part of nature too.
The signs to my path were there long ago when as a Brownie Scout, I delighted in making a valentine and won the contest; felt joy at seeing David Shaner’s pottery at his Archie Bray brickyard studio and Peter Voulkos’ ceramic forms at Montana State University library. Not until 1974 when I walked into the Spider Web weaving shop in Clearwater, Florida and discovered fibers - their richness of texture, their color intensity, did I begin to create anything. I studied weaving with Jackie Hearth at the Spider Web and attended many workshops including Convergence 1976 in Pittsburgh, PA. Then for several years during the 1970’s and early 1980’s, I displayed tapestries, rugs and fiber forms throughout the southeast.
Life, though, has a way of changing direction and circumstances forced me to join the workforce; this was a long winter and left little time for my soul. When I lost my job due to reorganization at the end of 2006 I grabbed the opportunity to create again. Mostly I’ve worked with recycled glass, fibers, found materials and rolled papers.
As a champion of the lost, lonely and discarded, I enjoy giving new life to the cast-aways, creating something from nothing. I also like to appeal to mankind’s better ideals.
Donna Plunkett – Rolled Paper Artist
Natural forms have excited me since I can remember – grass bending in the breeze, rock formations exposed in road cuts, a tangle of sea life at the beach – the whole diversity of nature, and man-made wonders as well for man is a part of nature too.
The signs to my path were there long ago when as a Brownie Scout, I delighted in making a valentine and won the contest; felt joy at seeing David Shaner’s pottery at his Archie Bray brickyard studio and Peter Voulkos’ ceramic forms at Montana State University library. Not until 1974 when I walked into the Spider Web weaving shop in Clearwater, Florida and discovered fibers - their richness of texture, their color intensity, did I begin to create anything. I studied weaving with Jackie Hearth at the Spider Web and attended many workshops including Convergence 1976 in Pittsburgh, PA. Then for several years during the 1970’s and early 1980’s, I displayed tapestries, rugs and fiber forms throughout the southeast.
Life, though, has a way of changing direction and circumstances forced me to join the workforce; this was a long winter and left little time for my soul. When I lost my job due to reorganization at the end of 2006 I grabbed the opportunity to create again. Mostly I’ve worked with recycled glass, fibers, found materials and rolled papers.
As a champion of the lost, lonely and discarded, I enjoy giving new life to the cast-aways, creating something from nothing. I also like to appeal to mankind’s better ideals.
Natural forms have excited me since I can remember – grass bending in the breeze, rock formations exposed in road cuts, a tangle of sea life at the beach – the whole diversity of nature, and man-made wonders as well for man is a part of nature too.
The signs to my path were there long ago when as a Brownie Scout, I delighted in making a valentine and won the contest; felt joy at seeing David Shaner’s pottery at his Archie Bray brickyard studio and Peter Voulkos’ ceramic forms at Montana State University library. Not until 1974 when I walked into the Spider Web weaving shop in Clearwater, Florida and discovered fibers - their richness of texture, their color intensity, did I begin to create anything. I studied weaving with Jackie Hearth at the Spider Web and attended many workshops including Convergence 1976 in Pittsburgh, PA. Then for several years during the 1970’s and early 1980’s, I displayed tapestries, rugs and fiber forms throughout the southeast.
Life, though, has a way of changing direction and circumstances forced me to join the workforce; this was a long winter and left little time for my soul. When I lost my job due to reorganization at the end of 2006 I grabbed the opportunity to create again. Mostly I’ve worked with recycled glass, fibers, found materials and rolled papers.
As a champion of the lost, lonely and discarded, I enjoy giving new life to the cast-aways, creating something from nothing. I also like to appeal to mankind’s better ideals.
