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Show 243, I was soon deflected from the small statue, however, to help him on the larger works he was doing: the handcart statue, which he was enlarging from a half-life model, and a bas relief of Peter, James, and John conferring the Priesthood on Joseph Smith. I was put to putting in the basic clay on the figures. Of course, Mr. Knaphus did the finishing work. I thought I had one of the boots pretty good, but he redid it. On my own, I was doing a portrait bust of Stanford Sorenson, son of Horace and Ethel Sorenson (Southeast Furniture then.. . now Sons of the Utah Pioneers) for his grandmother, Maude Melville, a dear woman and a kindred soul whom I had met in doing research on the Sally Kanosh article. She knew the Kanosh Indians and had much lore about all Indians. When she found out I did sculpture, too, she wanted me to do the head of her little curly headed grandson. She brought him to my house and told him stories to keep him amused while he posed. Of course, I was very amateur, most anxious to get a likeness'. The Sorensons entertained Avard Fairbanks when he came to town, invited me, and arranged for him to criticize my work, which he did, generously giving me pointers how to proceed. At last, I had carried it as far as I could. It had a likeness to the child, and the parents came to see it at the studio of Mr. Knaphus. They looked at it critically and said it suited them, all except the base. Could I cut that down to two inches instead of the six? I was heart-broken when they left, but Mr. Kanphus was delighted, "That is goot!" he said. "What is the base? Nothing. Alvays leaf somtin' vich they can criticize. Ven they haf changed it to suit themselves, |