Ken Beerbohm

My respect for nature has its roots in my early life, growing up in a small town in Montana where the mountain behind our house became a giant playground full of nature's wonders from moss covered rocks to spring creeks. I've devoted my retirement years to sculpting mostly birds both in their natural environment as well as in unexpected postures so as to stretch the viewer's imagination and join me in my quest to perpetuate the kinship we share with nature's tiniest to towering creatures.

Most of my works are driven by humor, which is the one thing that keeps me somewhat sane in a not-so-sane world. Sometimes, however, my mind flips to the serious side, and a serious work pops up that I follow to its conclusion. If my sculptures bring an observer to laugh, ponder, or appreciate, I have accomplished my mission.