Hobbes Vincent is one of the Dallas art world’s most treasured enigmas. Born in Mexico, then (as he tells it) raised by a merry band of feral pigs in Northwest Arkansas, Hobbes is an often barefoot, occasionally axe-wielding, eternally grinning intellectual giant who weaves one hell of a tall tale.
You never know whether you’re getting an accurate portrait of reality or one that’s been manipulated into something far more interesting. His, much like his sculptures, is a masterfully altered reality. Growing up in a poor family who could afford very few toys for he and his brothers, Hobbes first began sculpting as a small child, making his own toys out of sculpey [an oil-based sculpting clay]. When he was 17, he was visiting an art gallery when he looked around and decided he might be able to turn his hobby into a real livelihood. Then, in 2009, Hobbes officially made sculpting his full-time career. When asked where he draws his inspiration, his answer tends to lie somewhere between mischief and hyperbole. However he dreams them up, his remarkable attention to even the smallest details makes his surreal sculptures incredibly lifelike while still entirely fantastical. His truly singular style in concert with his eccentric imagination means every piece is all at once immediately identifiable and entirely unique.
*The accuracy and validity of some of the details outlined in this biography should be accepted at the reader’s own discretion.