Name/Title
Ensouled SkiesEntry/Object ID
2025.10.1Description
A mixed media sculpture, consisting of an acrylic painting surrounded by an intricately carved wooden frame. The painting features geese flying over trees, with a brilliant red, orange, and yellow sunset behind them. Surrounding the painting is a carved wooden frame, with linear and geometric motifs, as well as a vine and fruit motif at the left and right sides, and a sun at the top above the painting. Attached to the very top of the frame are ten carved wooden geese in various stages of flight.Type of Sculpture
Free StandingArtwork Details
Medium
Acrylic on Panel, WoodCollection
Art CollectionCataloged By
registrar@numulosgatos.orgAcquisition
Accession
2025.10Source or Donor
Katie GibsonAcquisition Method
GiftCredit Line
Gift of Katie & Drew GibsonMade/Created
Artist Information
Artist
Holly LaneRole
SculptorDate made
2021Time Period
21st CenturyInscription/Signature/Marks
Type
Signature, DateLocation
Lower right of paintingTranscription
HOLLY LANE 2021Language
EnglishMaterial/Technique
PaintedType
LabelLocation
Back of sculptureTranscription
"ENSOULED SKIES"
2021
HOLLY LANELanguage
EnglishMaterial/Technique
PenLexicon
Nomenclature 4.0
Nomenclature Secondary Object Term
CarvingNomenclature Primary Object Term
SculptureNomenclature Primary Object Term
PaintingNomenclature Class
ArtNomenclature Category
Category 08: Communication ObjectsDimensions
Height
14-1/2 inWidth
16-1/2 inDepth
4-1/2 inCondition
Overall Condition
ExcellentExhibition
Holly Lane - Not Enough Time to Love the WorldGeneral Notes
Note Type
Artist’s Intent NoteNote
My recent relocation near a wetland on the Pacific Flyway has unexpectedly submerged me in vast expanses of color. I have resisted painting it as I thought that no one will believe these luscious, sherbet skies. The evening colors fill my range of vision from the zenith high above my head in a smooth, contiguous 180 degree arc below my feet, where they are reflected and doubled in the mirror stillness of the water. Many evenings sitting soaking it in has had its effect—the color has now illuminated my palette.
As the cranes and geese fly in from foraging in the fields, I realize there are thousands of hearts beating in the sky above my head. Their arrival, their minds, and presence, ensoul the sky.
