Odette Sculpture Park - Works

Works

  • Joseph DeAngelis' Rinterzo in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Flying Men by Elisabeth Frink in Odette Sculpture Park, Windsor Canada

  • Yolanda Vandergaast's Penguins on a Waterfall (2000) in Windsor Sculpture Park

  • Maryon Kantaroff's The Garden in Windsor Sculpture Park

  • Derrick Stephan Hudson's Tembo in Windsor Sculpture Park

  • Edwina Sandys' Eve's Apple in Windsor Sculpture Park

  • Joe Rosenthal (sculptor)'s Consolation (detail) in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Joe Rosenthal (sculptor)'s Consolation in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Joe Rosenthal (sculptor)'s Consolation in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Gerald Gladstone's Morning flight in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Bruce Watson's Union Six in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Anne Harris (sculptor) Tohawah in Windsor Sculpture Park - Windsor, Ontario/Canada

  • Sorel Etrog's sculpture in Windsor Sculpture Park Windsor, Ontario.

  • Picture of Detroit Skyline taken from the Windsor Sculpture Park in Windsor, Ontario

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