junk sculpture

On a bitter November day in Washington, D.C., when everything felt metallic - when the sky was gray and the wind stung and the dry leaves were making death-rattle sounds in the alleys - Thirteen-year-old Arthur Owens picked up a brick from the corner of a crumbling building and threw it at an old man's head.

One hot summer day, a man who makes sculpture out of junk helps a boy create what he sees in his mind's eye.

Looks at junk sculpture and discusses whether or not it is a form of art.

Looks at how and why people around the world transform different types of junk into art objects. Includes interdisciplinary teacher's guide.

One hot summer day, a man who makes sculpture out of junk helps a boy create what he sees in his mind's eye.

One hot summer day, a man who makes sculpture out of junk helps a boy create what he sees in his mind's eye.