These magical woodland sprites and faeries seem to cut gracefully through the air, unbound by their static sculpture form. Forest Rogers has a way with clay; her creations seem imbued with an entire history all their own. With one glance, a viewer’s imagination is taken to far off places, mystical tales and heroic myths floating in the eons of fantasy.

„I sit most mornings at a coffee shop, I watch pigeons dance and peck, I start scribbling, usually on a pad of mid-weight tracing paper with a ballpoint pen. There are enough ideas knocking around in my head to outlast this life. As I scribble, they evolve. I scribble the same subject repeatedly, as a way of contemplating it. I keep these drawings very loose. That allows freedom when I go to sculpt, and lets the piece talk back to me and change. After the sketch stage, I usually create the head of the being. The head helps me make decisions, as heads carry identity. Headhunters everywhere agree. I’ll then “sketch” the whole piece in armature wire, looking from all sides for balance, proportion, composition. Nailing those first qualities is vital; detail can’t disguise feeble proportions. From there, it’s filling in, building out. Engineering and invention. Detail, color. And then, just when you want to be done, photography, packaging and shipping.‟
– Forest Rogers, About the artistic process